Death's Bride
53My bride, she rides to me.
Singing silent songs into the midnight sky.
Dancing at the water's edge
My fingers pulling at her hand beckoning her into the waves.
Come to me my love, my pet, my bride.
She crosses in submission to my calls.
Plumeting into my icy grasp as i take her to my throne.
How beautiful she is...
Screams reverbrating through the black water
Blood red lips turning sapphire
Blue eyes filling with black fear
Her porcelain hands outstrectching to me
Floating into my ever increasing grasp
As my name passes her lips
Come to me my love.
For you have wedded yourself to Death.







Cris A Level 2 Commenter 3 years ago
this is haunting, i like it :D