Whisper delicate hourglass,
sand upon fingers; birch of sway...
A softened light illuminates the ground
a sharp but crisp hollowing sound...
The moon was sat tight
After Dusk’s light...
Oh Atropos do I beseech
Please treat me kind and fair...
Sound of waves
Crashing to the shore...
Midnight looms across the land,
Deathly petals lay in my hand...
Aaliyah LaShay
Is one of a kind...
The hot moist breath
as he laid me down...
Gather ye lilies, Spring daffodils
Tie them up all in a spray...
White faces surround me
Forever frozen in their eerie light...
She stands on the mountain
Her last possessions in hand...
A simple girl from the start
she had friends...