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)