Etch your name upon this stone.
In being, we are mere flesh and bone.
Line by line with gilded quill,
destinies must be fulfilled.
In bed of satin, here I lie,
until your final breath draws nigh.
Passing, you may hear me sigh,
surely not an angel's cry.
I vow when two become as one,
there'll be no moments in the sun.
In darkness you will drink with me,
my bride shall you forever be.
Hear my pleas beneath this earth,
time grows short from day of birth.
Squander not, make bold your script,
join me now within my crypt
loved how it flowed and kept the reader intrigued, wanting more
is there more?/
This is Great.
Have a Terrific day everyday.
Tracey
Fantabulous, darling!
Susan
What could be worse...now or later..lol!!
We all need to go down Under!!
Love Tinka
"Squander not, make bold your script,
join me now within my crypt"
Those words are in fact, quite wise. ~ Sara
Was passing by seen a post and stopped well done.
LP
Reindeer
this is awsome!!!
not a story to read on a night when you're alone--GEEZ! excellent, creepy, chill inducing write *cringe*
(((HUGS))) and love, karla. :0