Kiss of Death

Give me one night, she sung

and as she spun,

ribbons of fire licked their way through the air.

Only the most brave of the creatures dared

to dance with flames,

to play her games

to possibly die for the chance that she’d say their names

coated in love.

 

Heaven sent love.

 

But such notions were rediculous.

She’d kiss you and take your last breath.

The Kiss Of Death.

She’ll reform and rework your uncontained soul,

dream it into another existance

and direct it on where to go,

on which body to take,

which moves to make.

She can grant you immortality,

but at what price?

 

What are you willing to pay

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