Yet again an image of Death in my mind being a woman...

True Love

I stare into her eyes as her blade pierces my chest...
"I do this now, angel, for I love you the best"...
She says to me now as the knife she does twist...
Her beautiful face blurred and marred by black mist...

"Go now sweet boy and close those green eyes"...
She says as she lays me down never to rise...
"Go to sleep now my love and know that all is well"...
She whispers as her sweet kiss sends me directly to Hell...

Published January 28, 2010 Write a comment
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Kerry O'Connor
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