Her lips part momentarily
Teeth are bared with a smile
And I feel a hundred black jewels
Slither inside my stomach
My insides bloom
And blood on black stone
glistens
Just as the stars
cannot hold back their glimmer
while basking near
the beaming moon
Doom, Savior you
Bury me in a
Salvation tomb
Forsake all past
And know one’s true will.
Love is a black light
Your presence a lantern.
The stag beetle dies.
