Ruin
By Requiem Duindain
Cold and frigid
Against the heated dampness
Of milky skin
Pressed against an
Alabaster expanse
Taut over a solid mass
The blade of a dagger
To a graceful throat
Invisible but painful
As it drags along a chest
To raw scarlet markings
Worse than wounds
Though no blood spills forth
And no scars remain
Tearful eyes look past
The twisted smile
To gaze upon the starry heavens
Which are witness to the
Ruining of a living angel
--Sakura Watcher
