The desperate howl
Of the calling wind
That voiced your name
Your many sins
Love in denial
A pigtailed dream
To music rocks
The dance obscene,
The calender pages
Ripped from view
The corpse like lips
In purpled hue
To see you walk
Across splintered floors
Flowing in lace
Through empty doors.
The candles flame
To light your eyes
The story tellers
Truth and lies
The static strings
A lingering note
Upon perfumed air
The night to coat.