By Mags D.
I lie down with your bones,
On these soft, summer nights.
Nobody knows
For I'm gone by first light.
And I feel you beneath me.
Compressed under clay,
Where they took you and buried you deep,
On that day.
But we whispered our vows
In the light of the stars,
Swore nothing would part us
Or tear us apart.
So through midnight and darkness,
Pressed here against stones.
I come in the twilight
And lie down with your bones.
I whisper my love,
And I know you can hear.
And I feed you each evening
With blood and with tears.
And the scar on my finger
Runs red every night
As it offers you blood vow
To keep you in sight.
Deep crimson it falls,
On the clay where you wait,
With scull reaching up
To drink life from this plate.
The plate of my body
I bartered, on loan
To the guardian of death,
To lie down with your bones.
And fed on my blood,
Thirst sated on tears.
I will come here each evening
Be it days, be it years.
And I'll spend all this life
Till my last day is known
And together at last
I'll lie down on your bones.