Through my monumental scars

the tears I drink that taste like wine

the frozen stars that cover the silence

where the ash bleeds that I behold



Through the sapphire nebula veil

pain nails me on the heart

Thine sleeping calamity lies on

my marbled breast, covered like with leaves



Mediterranean tears on my scarful face

I bleed through thine astralized

dimension of pain



Thou art drowning marbled charon

I sip thine scarlet weeping tears