Removal of the eyes gives my heart a saddened chill

I preserve them in formaldehyde

to gaze upon at will

how their greenish flecks befill me

that starlit winters night

how I lost all that I ever was

while locked within their sight

before you sits a broken man

your fragile pinkish heart in hand

peculiar how it can hurt so bad

while love is only in the mind

I sew the gaping chestwork

each thread is made with love

the bosom where I would rest my face

is covered in your blood

No

this is not the end

you'll live on eternally

Oh

lord its not the end

my secret you'll forever be

I interrupt this transformation

a familiar lust swelling in me

a long and soulful kiss

the shades are drawn the living world cant see

the coil of entrails

how curious the smell

so pungent to my eager nostrils

hands further compelled

No

no its not the end

forever you'll be in my arms

I could never let you go

my darling cold and blue

I wonder are you dreaming still

spread eagle blood removed

I weave the sucking trocar

beneath your bruising skin

tonight I'll lay beside you darling in necromantic sin

pinned to the bed sheets like a prized butterfly

You're mine

I hear your voice so precious echoing deeply inside

I did my best to love you

while you did live and breathe

this tender taxidermy

trophy of the bereaved