A Condemned Criminal s Love Song

The first time I saw you, you were dressed up in black, re-painting your cool mouth after a snack; as you turned onto me, it was love at first sight; I was drowned at once in celestial light. Your eyes shone brighter than the midsummer sun, my rough heart said gently: Yeah, she is the one. Thus, the last time I knew you, I knew you so well, by an amorous world between Heaven and Hell, and the same bed we rocked on in joy and in sorrow, always confident that there's a brand new tomorrow. While some things change fully or just have to die some may never happen as time passes by, like my last chance to see you, consumed by the dark, when the face you had on was of Joan of Arc. Pushed away from my side, you used all your might, screaming as they caught me sleeping at night. Then I laid out your image in the sky with the stars, outreaching my hands through the narrow bars, and I wrote your name in my blood on the wall, like there was no one else I needed at all. The last time I breathed it out in my sleep, I dreamed of you begging me to go deep. As I cried for the first time, it was over you, the first and the last girl I ever so knew.


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