Walk With Death

Plenty dreams and fantasies

We’ll drift upon the moon

To set her free, the beast-unleashed

Awakened from her tomb

She walks upon a blood-red shore

Into the night she’s led

Captivated by her lore

Giving life to the undead

She crosses my path a time or two

But from her grasp I fled

Then I tell her, “Adieu,

I’ll go this way instead”

note: i’m so glad you all enjoy my poems, i also wrote “Till Death Do Us Part”(a short story), and “She Said She Was Sorry”. I will be posting a lot more of my poetry on this site!

-Dark Butterfly

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Categorized as poetic

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Purveyor of sacred truths and purloined letters; literary acrobat; spiritual godson of Edgar Allan Poe, P.T. Barnum, and Ed Wood; WAYNE MILLER is the head architect of EVIL CHEEZ PRODUCTIONS, serving up the finest in entertainment and edification for the stage, the page, and the twain screens, silver and computer. He is the axe-murderer who once met Andy Griffith.