Life Less Sweet

Take from her words, a life less sweet                                                 1
Amidst the ashes, wades her feet
A dove of pure, circles her chest
But eyes deceive when laid to rest                       

I knew of not, which he’d been lost                                                       5 
She never shed a public frost
Her lips betrayed what eyes would not
She sought amends for what was wrought

A note to guide a skyless night                                                               9
A lonely path with flame to fight
I saw her first, without appeal
An end I merely sought to deal

A hand upon, a red silk dress                                                                 13
The blade, it bade me nor but rest
Obeyed the blade I did, it wilt
Remain parts sane within my guilt

And with that life was lost a love                                                         17
Hidden beyond the circled dove
I close my eyes with it complete
For hers’ it was a life less sweet