Death, Do Us Part

Love entailing to grow
Beneath this candle scented
Grave dancing with the wind,
Revealing shades of the past
Meant to make this last.

An apparition startled my breath,
As I gasp for acceptance,
That touch should be forgotten!
When will this end?

She is dead!


Love. This is getting harder…
The wounds impale my heart,
As I lost a part
Of my sanity,
Slowly dwindling from the start,
Till death do us part.

As I dwell in this room,
Where love once loomed,
Visions of her became apparent,
She’s still here.

Guarding. Making Love.
In these translucent sheets
Where hints of necrophilia
Bequeath the pillows of despair,
Crying,

This could never be…

When I was the one who left her
Dying beneath the shadows of despair
Where she laid and rested,
That should’ve been for eternity

Denying. Accepting.
This dreaded reality,
Forsaking love’s fatality

As I lie in my bed, staring
Into the dark corners of
This room, where scents of roses
Roam the air, upon time
I saw a vision of love,
I saw her…

Gasping, wailing…
Pounding my chest,
Releasing my pain,
It was her…

Till death do us part.