Put black roses around my grave. Write me a letter telling me he came, place it in my ice cold hands before I go, telling me you love me so. White dress wove in silk, body looking like it's fragile. I felt his lips touch mine as he said his goodbyes. The mortician so I lay still, alive and well in sleep. Lowering me down in the ground as my eyes open. Banging, screaming, crying for them to let me out. I jump out crying as I see his face, looking at me in shock he cries "You're alive..?" Taking me in his big muscular arms keeping me away from harm. We weep together for awhile, until I walk down that aisle. Saying our vows hand in hand I tell his with a kiss "til the end."
November 13, 2011