I had a love once. We danced among the velvet roses. We kissed against the weaving wrists of leafy-haired giants. I still remember the day he placed me into that deceiving castle ever so gently. The marble walls stretched high around my satin stature. His god-like face settled above, staring at my sorrow-filled state with cornflower eyes. I still remember the brush of his breath against my maroon lips stained with his silver sin. He enclosed me into a midnight world, barren of the beauty of life. I listened to the rain of soil against my marble roof. Wished only to once again twist among the bloodied roses; To collapse against the tightening wrists of ocean-eyed giants.