Van Della Mia

Caught in the rising storm sinking hours that tilt along precision blades to give up hyped sands creating stained glass windows                                             over their well carved eyes Her lips held wrapped around the emerald idleness while Bio Chemicals filled her lungs and stuck life into a stance that liquefied her skull filleting a slide that would support no spine Under time over the hook engaged to a neck cradling a fading face peeled then chipped away like concrete walls over looking the joining                   of the only thing on his mind... inseparable... Admiration   steel plates withdraw the textures of flesh tones and split the layers extracting themselves ]so very slowly[  and never has anything ever undressed with whispers before chanting patience of creation and                                                                                 Removing time Van Della Mia drew geometric names over the circle of her heart /fractures             and launched it to the crossing of entrancing death spells   Dying mistrusted that she wouldn't distance herself from the embedding friction of passion molding into the rusted Armour becoming her own shield Written March 21st, 2002 © on Mar 20 2002 04:55 PM PST   18 • 0 • 8