My Dance With The Grim Reaper
A black
hat, concealing a skull
Yellowed with passage of time
Inside Rest, eyes, ocean blue
beautiful specs of greens
like a forest in rainy season
An empty room, TV on high,
I can’t silence your voice,
beautiful, Charming,
dismal full of love.
black fabric faded,
caressing the floor,
you smell,
Comforting
of wet clay,
& fresh flowers.
You have risen from your Crypt,
your home for many years,
just to see me, your eyes
still overflowing with life,
passion and creativity.
I sip my hot tea,
Smile awkwardly,
your eyes twinkle
I Let Go,
of the steel which,
is my prison.
Frightened & joyful
I fall into your arms
Unafraid,
loud metallic sound,
your pretenses fall
to the floor.
we will survive,
Early as we die.
my heart is dark,
my heart is pure,
my heart is yours.
we will my dear
rest in peace
