Moonlight tragedy;

EDITED:
I really didnt like how i ended this poem, so i cut
out the part(s) where i thought were needed.
ill prolly go back later and edit the ending again;
but for the time being, ill leave it at this.
[5/17/07]

She looks up at the night sky
the heavens shining brightly than they have ever had
She's looking for you
the one that she needs the most
with her finger she traces the constellations;
twinkling as they're scattered throughout the heavens
you're the lullaby that she so desperately wants to hear
coaxing her into her angelic slumber
drifting far away from the place that deceives her,
but my dear it is you who is the deceiver.

she blushes lightly as your fingers lace with her own
palm to palm, a holy palmer's kiss
but you are far from holy.
You are the devil in disguise and she has fallen from grace.
You take her heart and smear it across your lips
a lovely crimson shade .

you fly her to the moon
the sun can't possibly compete with the moon
you dance in the milky twilight
placing stars in her eyes
blinding her
but she still lets you guide her
leaving her guard down

Your kiss sucks her dry of all her sanity
the smell of you drives her wild
her cares seem to evaporate into the sky
satisfied you reek havoc upon her
it's finally time to show your true self
she should have know your were too good to be true

You rip her heart to pieces only to put them back together again with your fabricated lies and false promises
your words slice her
crimson spilling from her eyes
She had taken so much of your abuse,
but in the end, it is you who blames it all on her.
You make her suffer, just to see if she really cares
don't you see?
She's crying her heart out to you but inside she is dead
her heart stopped beating long ago
and it is you who is to blame

fragile and broken she fades away
like the sun over the horizon
her glow has dimmed along with her soul
you're the cause of her demise; her moonlight tragedy

how funny it is to be the one that she cared for the most.