avēre
she walked with darkness dripping
off her shoulder. i’ve seen
ghosts brighter than her soul.
her heart, just like a star — dead
and dazzling — was hanging upon
the midnight of my soul.
she walked with darkness dripping
off her shoulder. i’ve seen
ghosts brighter than her soul.
her heart, just like a star — dead
and dazzling — was hanging upon
the midnight of my soul.