Love Poem: Known To My Heart

Known To My Heart

from that time she fell off
the hills of my longing heart
she became a stranger

my senses remember her not
but the heart stuck to her image
a nightmare all day, all night

I try to chase her from there
first she became tears to shade
then blood of sorrow to let

this she of shes is a dear witch
a cannibal with a tent in my heart
seeping every life that lives in it

known to my aching heart
she sleeps there undisturbed
what razor can I use to cut off?