And there you were, A single spectral dancer, caught in the wind. Your sunken eyes lead me to your sullen face. Oh! So beautiful. Each of your sinking steps drain life from my submerged heart.
I want to join you there, among the dead. You're an ethereal blue, struggling against lively red roses. One above, four stories up, I see you there, I'm down here. My body, art, splayed out among the lilies. Purity stained red.
And there we were, two spectral dancers caught in the wind. With sunken hearts and lifeless eyes, together forever.