SHE WAS,SHE IS,SHE WILL BE...

She's winter against my cheek.

Shadows close behind.

Violence at its best.

A bottomless ocean,

immeasurable rivers.

She knows when I sleep,

for she finds every dream.

Hidden blades of all emotion,

everyone has cut to bone.

She wears with pride,

Horns,tiaras,halos,thorns.

Coloring the autumn skies.

She needs but one tear to make

holy water rain.

She's branded on my iris.

Forever changing,

while I remain

as I am.