he hurts
the one he loves related in blood
glass of purple wine
argument
with that drop of blood
that falls from the glass
that cut that finger with that knife
he turns cannot hold it back and bites her neck
as he holds her and takes the life out of her
as he holds her and takes the life out of her
realizes what he has done and drops her to the floor
she falls with eyes open with her hand stretched out on the floor
her eyes, those eyes frozen in time
with life but death
I look
look inside those eyes as they are looking at me
I step inside into her soul
a metal door that will not open
when I try to open it
I cut myself
a drop of blood falls to the floor
splattering everywhere creating wind that blows the dress
the dress that I was once wearing
in my dreams
