Dearest Death
Dearest Death,
There is a simple but true memory of us that lives forever in the shadows of my mind
It creeps upon me now and I’d like to recall it with you
The music of my life was slowing
It then changed and a waltz began soft and elegant
Ticking by with the time of the music was a moment
Each graceful planned moment was fleeting and quickly creeping past
I danced hesitantly with you
I tried to evade your gaze but it was captivating
There you were, staring at me in the cold darkness of night
You lead me in this ever long dance of life
You guided me smoothly always ready to catch me in your arms when I fell down
Sometimes you were my only reliable partner
Sure there were others Love, Laughter, Pain, and Regret
But none of these partners ever remained as constant and as reliable as you, sweet Death
You were always there, always waiting ever so patiently
You crept into the dance slowly, I never even saw you coming
Often times before I knew it you had stolen the lead to this dance
Your lead gave me a sense of fear at the disappearance of my former partners
At the same time you had brought me an unsettling calmness
As your hand rested on my back, I felt a cold chill
The dance was nearing a close and once it did my dearest Death, you were determined to kiss my lips
You desired to steal me away and making me yours forever more
I awaited that cold yet comforting kiss as the music slowed and came to a sudden stop
There was a moment of attraction between you and me, Death
That second of reflection on your dance in comparison to the others I had known
A cold kiss then fell upon my lips and I slowly slipped away
Away into your world and the dark path of uncertainty that lied beyond
To this day I do not know what has become of me
Nor do I know where I am
All I can recall is that last dance
Our waltz across the dark hours of midnight and the kiss that sealed it permanently in my mind
I wish this were to unsettle you as it does me
But that cold hearted kiss has lead me to believe otherwise
So with this final flourish I leave you my dearest Death
Forever yours,
Your dance partner
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