unknown

“unknown”

She always knew.  Playing the color of my persona.
Soft.  Passionate…..
                    liar.
You killed him and the others,
               Sweet, the taste of revenge.
When I saw you; day….
               Melted snow, cold.
I was so cold, blue eyes radiated such
sickening beauty, wanting-lust.
Affaid at first, come closer.  The look.
               A body.  Unhuman.  Perfect.
She was unearthly immortal.  Undying.  Sapient.
               Love.
I never fogot that day---I always knew
               liar.
                    my death.

Tilley
Maine State Prison