All Expectation

There once lived a man and his skeleton wife,
They danced and they played and were so full of life,
Every morning, afternoon and good night,
They would eat a meal together under candle light.

One breakfast he heard his wife say,
"Oh my dear I wish you make you happy,
I know what I'll do" said she with glee,
"I shall mask myself with skin and become a vision of beauty."

"Very well" said the man,
Kissing her lovingly so,
"Wear some skin for me,
But I doubt I will love you more with what I see."

So the next day she came down for breakfast a bit late,
And he had almost finished eating his plate,
But he saw on her bones was a beautiful Ivory,
And cared not that she was late for this beauty.

"Oh my love I grow even fonder!
You've turned from from lovely to a wonder,
Let me worship your looks as much as yourself,
But you only have time for a poor meal health."

"Oh how lovely! don't worry it doesn't matter,
I care little for what is left on my platter,
For you mean the world to me,
I shally try even more to be the best I can be."

So the next day he was greeted with a late lunch time surprise,
Beautiful golden hair made him forget how long since the sun did rise,
He stroked it's soft touch,
and kissed her much.

"Oh my sweet, you yet again blossom,
How you looked without your skin and hair I've forgotten,
But you've come later still,
Lunch time is near ended I've just paid the bill."

"Oh my darling, i don't need to eat,
Your words of flattery are enough wheat,
But still I am ugly, I shall better more so,
Your love is my one ambition I shall make it grow."

For many days after she added to herself,
Later the meals,
Declining her health,
She was tired and slow and quiet...

Then one late evening the sun about to set,
she came down the stairs hoping breakfast was still a safe bet,
Her husband looked impatient with his beautiful wife,
By gaining her eyes, skin, hair, heart and lungs she had bought with her life.

"You are dead! He shouted from across the room,
You spent each hour forming more lies,
Let me tare off your skin,
rip out your hair, eyes and make you start bleeding."

Scared she backed but she was no match,
And she was left bare bones no longer attached,
"I don't love you he said his eyes filled with ideals,
You are a mask wearer, a faker, you are not real!"

"Get out of my house you bag of old bones,
Nobody will let you into their homes,
You disappoint me by being late,
And you don't even look all that great!"