I approach the room
Just beyond the door
Always looking for my love
Cobwebbed walls look intently upon me
Urging me
Yet I will not leave without you.
The moon peers
through a broken window
Casting its blue light on my pallid skin
Blood red lips yearn to kiss you
Fingernails painted the shade of death
search in vain for your frail shoulders
Wine on the mantle
the color of deep crimson
A half drunk glass
A knife
A scream
I will never leave without you.

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