I suppose it was time to get out from bed
Time to get up and lift my weary head
I open the coffin door and stepped from my grave
I forget that without a face I don't need to shave
How rude of me not to introduce myself dear reader
You see I'm not a common person, an abnormal bleeder
I am dead and have been for quite some time
A mere skeleton with no sense of time
I forget how long I have been dead but don't fret
When it's something that grave you don't mind to forget
In my suit I walk out the mausoleum grave
I stretch out my arms and stride away
I see many others still laying in the ground
But for some reason they don't make a sound
They lay there looking towards the stars
Why do they look free and I feel behind bars
I perish the thought and continue my stroll
In the moonlight past the graves and the cold
Was a usual night till something caught my eye
Something I have never seen pass by
I saw a figure dressed in black from head to toe
My curiosity was sparked so I began to follow
Gravestone after gravestone as I slinked behind
Wondering who it was I followed so blind
Till finally she stopped at the top of a hill
The figure kneeled down and lifted her veil
Was a woman that kneeled down to a grave
I leaned in closer for my curiosity craved
She sat in front of the grave reciting a prayer
I was stunned and was bereft of air
Such a face I haven't seen before
Such a shock it rattled to my boney core
I kept looking at her for as long as she stayed
Till she finally got up and walked away
With the sun rising I still could see her face
Young and beautiful even from behind the lace
I rested in my coffin as my thoughts wondered back to her
Till I buckled in pain something I couldn't remember
A sharp pain in my chest is what I felt
I listened and couldn't believe what I felt
Bewildered and taken back by shock
Feeling my heart beat again like the ticking of a clock
I was unable to rest for this heavy pain in my chest
Feeling pain I regret it but I felt like it was for the best
The next night came and so did she
Dressed in black and as beautiful as could be
Each moment and each night I watched
I couldn't resist, her I was bewitched
Many moons came and passed yet she never noticed me
Though she wouldn't understand she gave me something I thought could never be
For many nights I watched this angel weep
To see her smile is the promise I shall keep
I donned my best suit and hat and whitened my bones
I waltzed forward from my crypt, determination honed
I paused before approaching her for some reason
As if I fear death or tried for treason
Slowly I approached her with lighted step
Terrified but knowing a promise must be kept
"Dear Madame," I said, "Please stop your tears
"An angel such as you shouldn't cry through the years"
She turned and there was fear for only a moment
"What are you?" She said, Do you befriend or torment?"
"I wish to comfort you, my dear
"For you sadness has reached this corpse's ear"
"I weep for the loss of my husband, taken was he
"Abruptly and had a fate no one could see"
I stood silently as she told me the tale
Of her departed husband lost in the gale
He was lost and couldn't get back
His fate was one that started the attack
"My deepest apologies, Madame, for it was unclear
"When he passed I sure he had no fear"
"How is it you still live, sir?"
"That, my dear, is a blur."
I extended my hand to her to help her up
When she accepted what happened was a miraculous touch
Slowly my hand and arm began to reveal flesh
Like I was never a corpse, always fresh
"What kind of mystery are you, sir?
"To be coming to life, a miracle I can't see"
"To say I knew, would to you be lying
"Wasn't until I saw you that my heart started beating"
She blushed and blessed my eyes with a gorgeous smile
"You barely know me, how are you sure I don't beguile?"
"When a corpse is brought back to life
"It cannot be a mistake or strife
"True we are a mystery to us both
"But that's an adventure I'd gladly venture forth"
I was already dead and had nothing to lose
This tension I sought to defuse
Placing my hand on the back of her neck
Slowly leaning in till our kiss did connect
Like being struck by lightning, feeling free at last
When we pulled away I remembered my past
It was me who was lost in the gale long ago
My body may have failed but my love did forego
Like magic I found myself restored to life
I looked into her eyes and praised life
She saved me from a fate worse than Macbeth
Finding another heart like mine saved me from death
Life is odd with how people appear
Yet the feelings created shall not disappear
For in that moment we lock eyes
A new found joy we feel, we cannot disguise
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Poetry from a Decaying Mind
PoetryA collection of stories and poems created by Adam Shields. These stories tell of love and loss, hope and despair, and twisted versions of tall tales.