A smile forever On this life too soon severed, Her face blushed with pockets of glow. To the darkness he fled, Hands stained with red, and stopped in his tracks by a crow.
“Begone,” said the crow, And he started to show a wide wingspan directing toward North. “A life has been spared yet you still dare to test the fates as your time travels short.”
“Move from my way,” said the lover, “I’m no stranger to once again smother.” The crow with his beak pecked away at his feet And won a prize of a toe from the lover.
“Arise,” said the crow to his new peeked foe, “we have not even start- ed yet.” Though the journey was long the crow sang a sweet song just before a swift stab at the lover’s neck.