Darkly, grimly
Always watching, beliving
violent dreams that vanish
in her light-filled arms.
Dimly caressing, grieving, she
Makes you forget that she
caused your tears, she leaves
again
Draping her sorrow like a cape
over her shoulders
over her bright hair
Running to stand still, she
opens your soul and walks right in
giving a casual nod to the girl in the corner
ever observant, sees all--jealousy--she
Roams from heart to heart,
savouring the taste.
