Ain't Love Grand

Short poem about love and death.

She knocked on the coffin

Saw as it stirred

A cold hand emerged

From that which was unearthed

An ethereal voice called out her name

It was her beloved rising from his grave

Husband and wife together once again

Nothing could separate them
Not even death                     

Reviews

[FlatLineBeauty]

This was really sweet. ^.^ A girl who loves zombies would really love this haha.

[Daniel Eaves]

This is hilarious!

Very nice imagery, and fantastically succinct. I also like the changes in font size, they really add to the piece.

Good job.

[Baphomae]

Gorgeous, I must say in the least.