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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