Lillian

Made of lust and a lullaby 
Distracted by beauty, enchanted by the flames.
She loves pain. The kind of it that changes you and emerges when passion lets the shadows lay on your heart.
She knows what's unconditional and never let it go.
The ultraviolence in her soul is what makes her release what is already released.
She recognizes that feeling, stands like a dragonslayer in her arms.
It captivates her body and she enhances the golden red that's burning her inside.
It once used to be a burgundy affection, a maroon that casts a pall over her head.
But when both time and paralyzed addiction cross the line and prevent the birds from sinking water into their spirits,
Death resurrects the infatuated
And crucifixes what's infallibly lost.