Queen of my Heart

[Aletheia]

Sylvia
you are the silent scream
of my heart
a silent note commit to paper
where you dance around
like in an eternal ecstasy
so lonely and alone
you are
until you just fade out
og looses the black ink
the only thing you ever
owned and had

invisible
like a tear
you run down the stairs
of life
and right into the bony arms
of death
where your shadow
long ago has found its rest

Plath
you are my
forgotten shadow
who writes me just into
the face of death
not only you died
also I die a little
when I remember
the beauty of your insanity´s
rage

Sylvia Plath
queen of my heart
may I rest by your side
in the black night
when the poetry
finally gets the last
dot of life
out of me