Do you bleed rubies?

I breached the borders of your home.
And everything looked as it should have done.
Candle flame flickers and books unread,
Round the crystal kept on an unmade bed.

Flowers cut to shrivel and die,
Like romance does and we both know why,
With an artful flutter as if on cue
A gentle breeze brings the scent of you.

I’m older than God and I live in your town
You shouldn’t raise up what you can’t put down
Those books that you pose with are more than antiques
When you search in the dark you should fear what you seek

Pallid in moonlight your shimmering skin
Is mine to caress you invited me in
The delicate architecture of your throat
Arcs sweetly away as my hands approach

Do you bleed diamonds?
Do you bleed rubies?
Do you bleed roses?

A broken kiss and an aching sigh
Like a half heard end of a lullaby
A whispering chorus and a stifled moan
The jarring vibration of knife on bone.

The stark composition of essence and parts
I gathered your limbs for a final dance
A silent waltz to your songs unsung
As the lifeblood seeps from your punctured lung

Do you bleed diamonds?
Do you bleed rubies?
Do you bleed roses?