Wedding Night:
Tainted hands caresses the ivory body
Fingers entangling in sunshine curls
Crimson lips taste of bitterness
Licking sweet ripples over the skin
Stillness of movement sings a silence
Illuminating the white burial gown
Void is the commitment stain
Leaving purity a noble whore
As a red petticoat spells abortion
With the A sewn upon swollen breast
Falling flight to the feathers of Wrath
As porcelain blues glisten in iridescence
Staring up from the marble table
A toe-tagged Jane Doe then filed
When ashes welcomed the lily child
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