By: Amoureax Amant
The girl died but returned home like zombie,
like rose fell but blossomed in fragrant sea,
like grass yellowed but greened in amber lawn,
like the dead died but returned their hometown.
The girl came back and made boyfriend hot tea,
as though the wings of love passed through peach tree,
as though peach tree blossomed again in town,
as though angel came back home from sundown.
The girl condensed zombie with ugly face,
but her boyfriend always brought her solace,
perhaps zombie couldn't walk in sunshine,
so he held umbrella shielded like pine.
Perhaps zombie couldn't eat normal food,
so he made tomatoes with hues of blood.