As moon rises and Death’s sister Sleep claims those mortals to its bosom, alone in the dark the Lady sings her song of woe and loss, a last lament for a lover’s parting…Softly her breath kisses your cheek, as her hands touch you, you realize death has laid claim to your heart. Her sorrow for day’s gone past and weeping torment will cause your soul to chill as her embrace enfolds you and lures you down to sleep where none do dream but lay to rest. As clouds pass over the night on Raven’s wing, her siren song of the night calls out to souls to come to her side, restless and unrelenting. Her passion rising to frenzy to no release and yet too soon night’s darkness falls and gives way to mornings break. Her hold crushed to release you to day. You think it but a dream as you awake and see the thorn laid beside you is really that you must live out yet another day.
It needs major reworking. I like it but needs to be fleshed out a bit more. I can never properly edit what I write. =P
also: my new mantra~ life sucks, enjoy the ride!