So, I thought I'd also go the shorter route after posting a long one. Hope it's worth the read, and thanks in advance for your comments.

Regards,

Deej

The Killing

The blood-stained curtain shimmers silky black
against the breeze that sweeps gently
through the open window looking west
over studded oaks on grassy fields
where once two hearts holding fast
the beckoning moments of time
bathed in sun and moonlight,
and prayed they’d last forever.

The bedroom walls stand tall and white
in red-speckled silence, met with the equally
empty solace of a slick pine floor that
lies beneath her body among
streaks of crimson—
puddles of pooled death
let loose this day by a
love gone mad.

(c)2017 DJ Lekich