tears of metal

Like bronze, 

Frozen at the sight to see

The unearthed, breathing

Like a halo of mystery

 

She cries silver, 

Metallic to feel, 

At the touch of the tongue, 

No poison so sweet. 

So wipe them aside, 

You'll be all silver to 

Look at, 

The bronze outshining, 

The lies beforehand.