Lay me to rest my dearest damsel death,
the one who has taunted me oft with ease
Free me from this vexed reluctance of breath
so we may join hands in eternities.
How you tease your frigid lips of disease;
although robust, I've longed for the cold kiss.
I dreamt that we danced to dark melodies
under those moonlit markers of abyss.
Twas pure bliss on that eve we wasted clock
While we twisted to the lull of the tombs.
My heart stopped as we coalesced and locked
...forevermore, I'll loathe that beat's resume...
Again we'll meet, and that night let us live
For mourning, a wake no one can forgive