She Came

She came
Down the hallway
Of my dreams
Resurrected from maggoty dust
Death had graced her
With her beauty back
In this ethereal synapse
She radiated, the warmth
I could not find in life
Perhaps set free
From maternal obligation
She could now like me
Or maybe death 
Is warmer than life
A voice, not hers said
 “Everything will be alright
Once she had passed
From life”
Symbols undecoded
Traced out in the sands
Of my mind, two hearts
Within a circle pierced by an arrow
Secret hieroglyphics erased
With an eyelids flicker
I wonder why
She would cross the Styx
Perhaps to find some peace
For a restless soul
Though of hers or mine

Is still to tell

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