Lace

I remember the night.
The cloudy sky,and the dog's fright.
I felt a strange numbness in my mind.
That hid her presence from my sight.
Yet,I could sense the existence of a veil.
Her skin was chalky white,and pale.
I missed her eyes,my favourite part.
I blindly held on to her black heart.
And,then the veil played its role.
Blindfolded my loveless soul.
Desire burnt in me,in a bright red flame.
Yet again,my desperation was to blame.
I felt an urge to hold her face.
Tear apart the chiffon lace.
A bright light tore apart the sky.
And,through the lace,surfaced a lie.
[Transported me ahead in time,to another day.
Beneath a tree without leaves,a man lay.
I could see his body but not his face.
Which was covered in an old piece of lace.]