kashshaptu

For Dustin:

The Mara is Lonely,
The Mara was Wicked,
The Mara has always been condemned.
A presence,
Dragged to a sanctuary
Where the water of life instills
Secrets and Sins.
Hidden in the doorway beneath the stairs,
Watching as they moan over the stories painted on your flesh.
A Child's tears, Pure as God,
Turn black and sting her eyes.
The Mara is Jealous,
The Mara is Fascinated,
The Mara Loves That which Cannot Be..