I'm a man possessed.
I'm a killer obsessed.
My lover's final cry.
Her dead eyes cannot lie.
Wall of mortar surrounds my soul.
Black sinewed body strong and cold.
Squeezing liters of life from her neck.
She struggles to live every constricted breath.
Clipped wing of a bird a falling feather.
Passion and death must sleep together.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem