Disclaimer: This is about the death of Kikyo and her refusal to leave the one she loves.
Love of Two (Three)
silver light falling in through silken ebony webs
falling across pallid skin rough like weathered silk
running like thick ink across a canvas of winter white
would you tell him
such milky innocence
the quiet that lurks
the bond that silently holds
such a strong unknown
would you tell him
fingers soft like feathered down
slip through knuckles of gentle battled roughness
such eyes of tempest green seas, gaze
orbs of honeyed gold look up and away
would you tell him
such cold embraces
the quiet that lurks
the bond that silently holds
such a strong unknown
would you tell him
lips of ruby pallid smoothness
kisses of unfulfilled desired needs
fall across a face of warm ignorance
tears of silent blue fall and pass through like a cold breeze on wet skin
would you tell him
such ghostly memories of past
the quiet that lurks
the bond that silently holds
such a strong unknown
would you tell him
rays of golden sun spray bathe battle scared skin
warming familiar physiques of ebony and ivory
passing through a silent spectator lying by their side
unseen by ebony, unfelt by ivory
alone in a company of two, three
why didn't you tell him
such a fate of infinite limbo
you quietly lurk
held by the bond that you still hold
becoming a forever unknown
a hazy prisoner of this earlthy plane
why didn't you tell him
(he should have known)
