Come and take my boney hands,
And we’ll explore the night,
We’ll hover over graveyards dark,
Guided with hollow sight.
I no longer see the beauty,
That withered from your bones,
The soft curved flesh that life gave you,
Gone in this great unknown.
When once we lay on satin sheets,
When life was sweet and good,
But now we sleep in beds of dirt,
With worms and rotted wood.
And no more is your body warm,
Nor can I feel your breath,
Your spirit is all that remains,
We did not part at death.
But perhaps that is all I need,
As you float on with me,
As one we haunt these hallowed grounds,
For sweet eternity.
Dark sentimentality. I liked this a lot.
Thank you!
Rather clever and darkly romantic – spot on young lady.
Thanks Mike! A Halloween special.
Dark but also sweet. Nice!
Thanks!
Wow! I like the part, ‘We did not part at death’. Really sweet eternity. Just don’t come visit me!
I’ll make a note of that!!
Love never dies!
For better or for worse, I suppose.
Oooh, love this! Ghoulishly good!
Thank you Janey!
Sweet and dark….perfectly appropriate for the darkest holiday with the sweetest of bounty!
Sweet and dark…mmmm….chocolate….oh, where I am again?
Hey now… I believe I said until death do us part. I was under the impression that that meant we’d be free to see others in the afterlife! Just kidding. You’ll always be my best ghoul. Love this one BTW!
Yeah, Joan Rivers is waiting for you…
Very nice. The Spirit Carries On
That it does!
Ahhhh, Love from the ground. NICE, Marissa! Great job again!!! Happy Halloween!! Love, Amy
Thanks Amy! Happy Halloween!
Oh, my. Stuck with the same old crowd for an eternity. Hmmmmm
Or at least the same old wife!
Yes, dear.
Marissa, you really have skills woman. I wasn’t sure to anticipate humor, macabre, or romance. YOu gave all. And it was amazing.
That’s quite a compliment! Thanks Colleen!
You’r welcome! 🙂
Wow! This is brilliant! You did it! An awesome spooky themed post every day. Hmmm..I wonder if you can do turkey themed poems all November?
OMG! Phil!!!!
It’s not the whole month. Just until the day after Thanksgiving. Who doesn’t love turkey poetry. More importantly, you may be the only person in the world who could pull it off.
Believe it or not, the wheels are actually turning…
Can’t wait!
I am a big fan of Chatter Master’s comment. WOW. Gruesome Genius!
WOW! That’s so chilling! I love it!
Darker has important meaning in our life which brings joy! Great Post!
I liked this a lot.With love maxima
Thank you!