hmmm...

red stained regret
fickle in my hair.
loosely wet and,
evaporates in air.

floating swiftly
to my chest.
quickly stifling
a chance for rest.

choked harshly,
as cold hands held,
my throat sharply,
tightening to weld,

intertwining woe
with lustful yearn.
rare seeds to sew,
a withering fern.

brittle drying stems,
sneezing dying fast,
quickly condemns,
and spite's out last.

feint intentions,
soon subdue,
honest discretions
with morning's dew.

and i've fallen
to the last light of night.
matte and golden
as emblazoned plight.

and i've lost
all sense of grace,
stinging sullen cost,
lone in its place.

left to wander
estranged and loathing,
out from under
seas, heavy and brooding.