bleeding

I dance along in a rave of sickness  
impaired as I hold her bleeding heart over  
a fancy bucket labeled why, concerted near  
a exist wound drowned in my high fashion  
in and out of beautiful sorrow  
 
Dressed in epiphanies essence my loves virtue  
excited the lack of telepathic salutations greeting  
mottled visions demoralized when each breath I blew  
a passion of fire inflamed with the wits of a blood stained dance  
, two feet short of asking why, when  I cry I fade,as you shed a  
tear I die.  
 
Fore I stitch a breeze of tranquil aura , smells of heaven  
I recall loving you, as I sway drunken from your elegance of surrender
As I breathe in my pain beneath a pale moon sicken with  
heartache driven with her tender stare ,yet broken  from  
a love so dear that I dance in my deceit bled for no other.
  May i not whisper my love no longer shall reign in pain for I love you...