It was dark outside
And you were waiting in disguise
And I made my way down to the pier
And climbed the broken boardwalk
To find your friends there with a mirror
Shining visions of your beautiful face
Upon my tired eyes

But you were not stuck within this pale reflection
And it retracted into the box on which it stood
So I turned, and saw you there, adorned in reaper's clothing
In attempt to shake my fragile heart into fleeing
But I saw through your guise, and pushed you into the waters
Heavy, weighed down by the garbs of Death, you began to sink

Without a second thought, I offered my hand, and pulled you from the black water
And I stripped off your mask, to see you were unchanged, and beautiful
And your lipstick was black, but shone in the night, no less
And I thought to kiss your dark mouth, and felt elation
Only to wake alone, with no one beside me, but you lingering in my mind
A woman, only, of my dreams