Dear Maliah

Thou beauty and restlessness in your eyes make harlots turn to ashes. How smooth and graceful you move, the summer days cannot compare the warmth you radiate. Ice quickly melts away as you pass beneath the broken orchids. I can hear the melodies of angles sing every time the sun rises in the morning. But at night, the moon cast a light of a thousand diamonds against your pale white skin, my eyes are quickly turned away. So sing to me once more my muse and make me weep till I cannot bear no more.

Dear Maliah,
Please write to me again.

I can still feel your breath against my neck, my chest, and down below.

The waves have stopped crashing, causing me great dismay.

Don't you hear the cries at night? I call to your name and hope for your arrival.

I'll sleep tonight with you in mind. My dear beloved I cannot bear your absence any longer.

I'll toss and turn, make love to you in mind. 

Now in the winter days, the sky's they all turn grey. Snow will fall near the basket you once wove. 

Poor garden it misses you the most. The life has drained completely from the roses you once planted.

The flakes they fall so easily, so colorless and vivid, I thought you had returned.

 

Dear Maliah,

I hear my end, its knocking at my door. 

Till the end of time I'd wait, but God has other plans.

If grim has taken you so soon, then we'll be reunited again in death.

My sonnets will be eternal for you my dear, the afterlife means nothing without you there. I'd rather burn in hell.

Dear Maliah,

The time has come to say good bye. Our love was timeless but our skin was mother natures for the taking.

And in my flashbacks I'll only see your eyes. Dear God, send me with my glorious phantom other, no matter where that place will be. 

So long my dear Maliah, I'll dream of you once more.