Death’s Sweet Seduction

There is no more terrifying site

Than that of these blood stained days

It is a sight that inspires fear

Fear, a contagious fever

Taking hold of all rational thought

Bringing with it delirium

She appears so dark and dead

Her eyes fading

Losing the light that shines

A single drop of blood

Draws her

Like fine wine to her nose

With her last breath

She inhales the succulent scent of Death

Death comes clinging

Like lonely leaves

On bare, silver trees

Darkness falling over her

Like a lady’s black, lace veil in mourning

Seeing the heavens open

She knew there was no other road to travel

This fateful night she knew

Death was now the keeper of her soul

He was a legend that banished all hope

Whispered by the fallen souls

That carried on ghostly, grey mists

Death appears like a welcomed seduction

Dressed elegantly in black

Becoming her Master

He takes her hand

Leading her down the spiral stairs

Into their new abode

A place detached from reality

In a frosted, glass dome

It is a world where he is King

And she, his Queen