Love's Lost Lament

A whispering silence suffuses cold air
A crystalline picture of death.
A marred-winged creature falters still there
The ice of cold steals her breathe.

Blood drips in crimson pool at her feet
Bathing snow white in red.
A frozen tear slips down scarred cheek,
A whispered murmur for the dead.

Vivid blue skies of tear-stained eyes
Stare languid at long distant past.
Cruel love became her impending demise,
And forsakes as she breathes her last.

Upon her lips
A dead lovers kiss,
The touch of some by-gone flame.
A ghostly hand.
A broken band,
Death creeps ebbing life to claim.

A crumpled form.
A freezing storm.
Winter shall claims its own.
There she lies.
As love's promise dies,
The maid who will never be known.

Decades gone.
Now speaks red dawn
Where her corpse once lay.
For there yet grows
A blackened rose
All bruised heart could say.