I killed him,
He lay there...

Hands icy cold,
Crossing across her skin...

A black crystal mask, with beauty that over whelms...
It be the last to see, of this wondrous world...

With one silver kiss,
To pave the sky...

It is,
particually...

So much depends upon,
climbing a tree...

Deep Green eyes,
The breath of human flesh...

Lurking in the shadows,
In the corner of your eye...

The gypsy woman hides behind her veil,
Waiting for her chance...

Crudeness and evil I see them in your eyes,
Something I should demise...

Wake in the darkness,
I stare at the wall...

I watch,
You wait...