Flowing white from lip to lip, <br />crimson calls from a sloping pit, <br />skin and dress <br />like kith and kin, <br />her ladys light <br />flowing from within, <br /> <br />It slowly creeps up the sides, <br />eating innocence as snow white lies, <br />tears adorn the pale cheeks, <br />evanescent in her final sleep, <br /> <br />Root by root <br />they replaced her skin, <br />a gods way was done, <br />and she was his, <br /> <br />A lilly like all the rest, <br />in a pool <br />where blood was water, <br />forever blessed<br /><br />Andrew Rose<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/blood-lilys/
