Fear Ate Recluse

The forest whispers of Tabitha and Johnu.
These were our names,
This is our romance.
There remains ghosts of our fates.

Foxes wander about,
Wondering how beautiful you were,
When you took me apart flesh and whole.
I'm your prey, a haunting pleasure.

Thread sewn across hearts together.
Both beating lively and sprouting wings.
Neither flows out blood
Just love that flies with grace
Filling the magenta skies.

What kind of colors have painted your hairs?
Questions slowly fading.
I am nothing, but fearful.
That you and I will never meet eyes.

Sitting around like the snow.
On the pavements that I remember,
They crumble apart with each bite.

And I wish that you never left
Cause now that your gone I know.
The recluse inside my heart is no more.

Both our fangs no longer sharp.
The longer I look at you,
The more my sight begins to fail.
You know the same from my venom.

Those days are over and we have recovered.
I'm afraid of writing back as it seems.
Finer moments will never tell me when
I might see you again without lust and tears.
As we all wake up in the middle of this dream.

The silk I gave to you is still fresh.
Your fur I've felt is warming my body.
We are neither the same,
Even if our names were said together.

Our tale as the lonely tree stalker
And the last leaf crawler.
However in this world we thrive in,
I will gladly let you have my life again.