Once upon a time, in a land far far away,
there was an Italian Gothic Witch
Who met a lonely gentleman of a pirate at the dock
with his, cloak, sword, and caplock gun
This pirate had lost his husband and wanted to die with him
he was in much despair
he had been cut in half
This witch knew of such deep pain, betrayal, and abandonment
and convinced this pirate to live on with him
with each morning, hello
a hello before the sun even went into the sky each day
like clockwork
You see, his husband had died at 5:53 am
never to be alone again in this dark, empty space of time
Their friendship grew into a deep love for one another
Two black roses with many protective thorns
now needing a castle
and lots of space with supportive care
two prisoners to their bodies
in different countries
Dare to dream a dream of freedom
…but never alone again
even if they never meet in person
they found each other virtually
many oceans apart
and that is all that
should matter
my beloved Rose
By Anunnaki Ray Marquez
December 9th 2024
Dedicated to my Husband’s Second Death Anniversary, Dec. 9th, 2024, at 5:53 am.
~.V.~
Mx. Anunnaki Ray Marquez 