The Man at the Door

Love came a calling

And I answered the door

My heart was falling

As we flew to the shore

He took my cold hand

And gave it a kiss

Under stars we danced

It felt like pure bliss

As dawn came a coming

I lay down to rest

My heart still a thrumming

I felt when he left

The sight so appalling 

On my dagger red

Love came a calling

Now he is dead

He'd left me so coldly

The water, it came

It swallowed me boldly 

As I screamed out his name

Love had betrayed me 
And I saw his cruel path

Others laid to sleep

I awaited my wrath

I followed for years 

As many fell deep

I weep all my tears

For hearts that he keeps

Finally he fell down

Down on his knees

In his tears he did drown

Longing for release

That night I came calling

And Love took my hand

I almost began falling

But came back to land

His hands clear as mine

As he held my lily

The smile was kind

He still waited for me

I had to let go

I needed to be free

Let the tears flow

But he needed me

Author's Note

something i thought up in the most random place...i suppose its rhyme scheme is unoriginal, but i like the story behind it...its supposed to be a tragedy.