Rose B. GrimmPosted: July 14, 2012
Remember death when you look at me.
Remember death and you will see he is closer to you then me.
What has become of life when all I see is dark shadows of eternity?
There’s a soft tenderness in death’s foreverness.
Death is the only suitor who follows through making all his promises come true.
He seems a handsome man, a king of a strange enchanted land.
Are all the ghosts his brides?
Wearing white, queens ruling by his side…
I see death in every handsome man I see,
Am I merely pretending to be Persephone?