Letter to Her Parents

Your daughter was an amazing, yet fragile human!
 
I was shocked that her shining light from birth might be so easily extinguished.  
How does the sweetness of innocence become a beguiling gaze?  
Was it not her loveliness that led me into flesh pounding flesh that night you let us be alone?  
 
Her questioning eyes looked through me
revealing the moment of her passing, not from a stopped heart,  
but from violent creasing of a bonded fabric that time would not heal.
You poured your lives into her only to see her succumb to an unholy folding.  
Did you not teach her to hold precious coins  
to her chest to protect them from those who would steal?
 
She gave her innocence freely in sacrifice to my desires,
as the family's inheritance of silver was spread out across her bed.  
I am indebted and unworthy of her gift, but how can I repay
those who’ve spent a lifetime hoarding all they value in her human form.  
 
I feel sorrow at your loss, but know the answer to your daughter’s questioning eyes.