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When The Sky Fell


Loving was so inviting

Contricting and writhing

Arms open wide 

As her heart tumbled from on high

As his voice choked the butterflies in her stomach

And killed her voice when she sung aching sonnets

Blushing with overwhelming love

Flying across the street with grace like a dove

Hoping she slips and falls on her kind robe

Blinding the wind with black blood

Her smile was wide; her visage could not hide

The angelic happiness present in her mind

Everything seems so different 

When the world is inert and distant

When the daughter of vengeance casts a spell

And everyone experiences the love of Hell

That is when the sky fell

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