Contentment (Poem)

In but a moment we shall part, my love.

Out intertwined paths ripped apart and set.

If only angels prevailed from above,

We'd be the same we were, my lovely pet.

Your bloodshot eyes drip crystalline sadness,

From your ruby lips falls my name, my name.

For without you, there is only madness.

And none other than the Fates are to blame.

My grasp tightens, your throat constricts for air.

You continuously beg me to stop.

Do not fret my lamb; I will soon be there.

Silently by my hand your life does drop.

I gaze calmly at your features fine,

Your past, present, and future are now all mine.