In Death Anew

sick but young, is appears ive always been cursed
to die so young, so sickly from birth
desiring life, i plead for it to all
and so my wish came true next fall

t'was August, with crimson orange leafs
fying around in the cool, gentle breeze
i sat on a bench, just wondering why
glancing longingly, toward the cloudy sky

she came to me, so beautiful, so quiet
i was astonished at her beauty, but i tried to hide it
she sat down next to me, watching the scene
she whispered to me, "Do you want what you've never been?"

i looked into her eyes, soft and so sincere
as if she could help me, i accepted her
she leaned in toward me, and gave me a kiss
her soft gentle touch fro mthe grace of her lips

she pulled away, and wrapped me in a hug
she glided me back, a soft gentle tug
her lips to my neck, she kissed me again
than there was pain, before i knew what happened

pushing her away, my hand to my neck
asking what she did, i began to feel weak
i watched the shadows, inward they crept
some how, i knew i died, and yet only slept

i woke in the dawn of a new day
in a stranger's bed, i lay
turning my head in the shadowy room
i saw her there, the warning came soon

i quietly stood, slipping out of the bed
wondering why i had felt dead
her eyes opened, she watched me move
a small smile appeared like a theme or groove

then i froze, i cant completely explain why
from the sheets she rose and asked, "How'd it feel to die?"
i slowly smiled, my eyes started to glitter
this is now my life, i returned and shifted under the cover