Porcelain
Ever since I saw your face
Your lips called out to be mine
Your golden hair danced when it was on my shoulder
my dearest treasure, your face is divine
how excited you were when I arrived
not to worry my darling I will always remember
as your features will never be forgotten
I brush my hair that was once yours, now mine forever
my voice sounds like honey from your lips
I understand why beauty is pain
unheaving your porcelain and stitching it to me
the blood that drips from the suture is reminiscent that you did not die in vain
I sit every night and gently untangle our hair
I will always be grateful
I would have never known true beauty
if you did not guide me through to you
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