And Love Killed Her

With eyes that mirror she searches the dark
She searches the ocean blue in the shadows
of the new moon's brilliance
A stranger shall help her find her lost soul.

Dark and myseterious,
the waves crash
beneath the light of her eyes,
surf and heart pounding into the sand.

Out of pure existence he arrives
within her, around her, of her,
As her creation he lives.

She ponders the chaotic waters of no choice.
She succumbs to dispair,
flinging herself into chaos,
falling deeper from eternity to infinity,
nothingness to oneness.

His touch of warmth unfounded.
His whispers of of embracing liquid.
Slowly she arises, saved at last.

"I am everything you deisre,
a stranger from your inner land.
I speak the language of your heart,
And I touch with the soul as I live in shadows."

"You are saved for an instant.
But you have already lost.
So I must drop you.
And you shall die."

And the feeling left her,
as her bouy drifted away,
and she sank.
And Love killed her.