Bed Of Bones
Come sit atop my bed of bones
With crimson hue
And darkened tones
Discard your flesh
Come join the rabble
For ecstasy waits
For those who dabble
I've cleared a space
Atop my bed
To lay your bones
When you are dead
I'll pick them clean
And hold them dear
Just so you know
'Tis only I to fear!
Stephen Atkinson
Sun 11th Oct 2020 17:12
Thank you Shifa for such a wonderful comment! And, as I've said below, interpretation is down to the reader, it can mean different things to different people, or it could mean absolutely nothing! Thanks again