Listen my heart, capture his whispered breath,
Ever so tightly hold, conquer wings of death.
Upon release eyes closed; a calm, quiet, sigh,
It is okay my love, close your eyes, just die.
Closely I will follow, haunting melody I sing,
Will not hurt to much, perhaps you will not feel a thing.
I watch you, oh such a surprise expression you wear,
Tilted head, each move, I cannot help but stare.
Electrifying, mesmerizing, at the edge I wait,
Wondering, thinking, hoping it was not too late.
He jerks, once, then twice, again and again,
Biting my lip, I am anxious for the end.
So intense, quiet, they will come, they will hear,
I know, yes, I can see, your terror, feel your fear.
An agonizing scream, fresh meat on the menu,
A commercial break, a drink, before the movie continues.
© Cynthia Clark