An explanation of sorts

Upon a time, we were.

Once.

You wait for your 'ever after'

-happily-

your 'ever more'...

Shall I quoth the raven?

Literal words orchestrated to penetrate subliminally

sublimely coaxing

Petals to loosen

Now leaking-

In anticipation

of my tongue to stop

Speaking

Fabric promises to reveal

seething desperation

Thread by thread removed proves our singular truth:

Love's globe revolves Solely, slowly around the moon-

Her fairy tale carriage halts at dawn's gate,

When soggy kernmantle is emptied of bound wrists

*with immense apologies