Whispers of angels
They waltz again within my head
Vespers of promise
To call then bleakly fade as bled

In her fragile fingers
My limp body lingers
I close my eyes

Whispers of angels
Remain athirst for her romance
Thus nears the noontide
A web of breathless demon dance

Moistened to the marrow
Numbness into sorrow
Pallid skin to crystalline