Red Nectar

Death's kiss left her lips cold and blue...
...her eyes fixed in a heavy lidded stare...
...her smooth ivory skin divided...
...and precious red nectar to pool beneath her

Brutal hands...
...compose malicious intent...
...navigate toothed instruments...
...and wield destruction

Her hair once held light's beam...
...captivated admirers...
Now darkness entangles every strand...
...drowns it in a ever spreading flow of red nectar