Nightmare Flower – Christine E. Ray

you declared that you
loved me
more than life itself
to any
and all
that would listen
if only
you had valued life
a bit more highly
than the darkness
you received your
first kiss
from Lady Midnight
herself
on a moonless eve
the imprint of
her pale, frosty lips
still glitters
on your neck
as we lay black narcissi
blood red roses
before our empty crypts
I remember when hearts
and hope
still beat in our chests
before we were mere memory
and shadow

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