The bride

There she was
From the earth inside
The wind was cold
And the night so dark


She followed him
‘till the end of time
Passed through memories
And dreams and the burning eyes


Just to see him
Just to touch his very skin dry


And then
there she was
just
Staring at him
He was scared to death
and ran out of there


There she was
From the grave inside
Screaming and crying
To the death so hard


Only the dark
Gave her
The moment she wanted
The cold that she sought


And he disappeared
So fast and sad...




photo by Me