I saw you

I saw you from the window,
your smile, kissed the rain,
my heart sunk in to lament

I had to tell you again.

Our silky nights
bled from my loin,
I squeaze dead blood
through my white knuckle hands.

I scream as our precious cargo
ebbs away,
I hear it screaming, drowning,
in my white knuckle hands.

The dead blood pool
crawls across the floor,
lost and screaming,

Your sweet smile
still holds me,
and holds me safe
always.