Death in Love
Tight was his grip, and she stopped breathing
Big was the smile on his face,
Helpless was the look in her eyes.
Bitter was his lips
The last she'd ever taste.
Warm was her corpse. Margarine could still melt on her belly.
Open was her chest, and her lust spilling out.
The red of her soul turned to ash in his hands.
The sound of her beating heart settled in the air.
"I wanted to love you" she cried. "forever be mines"
Cold was his laughter, and the dark clouds loomed.
The heavens went black, and life itself was lost.
A tear ran down his face, "I cant"
He, picked up her limp body, and asked her to close her eyes.
She did. He brought his lips to her ears, "death cant fall in love"
"Death could have tried" she said. Gone was she.
Alone once again in his hell.
the walls of his kingdom arose again, and he was himself.
His job was done, he Swiftly killed her.
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