love – Sylvie's Portfolio

Whom I Love

To all our faults, and all I pushed away.
A pale, gaunt creature starves within my soul.
The morsels, scraped together, did decay.

Now you say my skin is too familiar.
Memories of the past distract our bliss.
A visage hangs upon me like cursed mists.

There’s a secret in this valley.
Stained within the soil.
No man should touch.