I look up at the clock,
Ticking endlessly,
To the mistress of time,
I write in sprawling cursive,
You have brought great pain,
Great love,
And horribly incredible emotions,
You are so scary yet so beautiful,
I look deep into your fathomless eyes,
As you stare into mine,
Piercing my very soul in a hypnotizing way,
Those who fear death,
in the frosty air let from your lips,
Shivers are sent down their spines as the cold sets in,
Blinking slowly,
Frost sets on their eyelashes,
as you lead their souls,
To the white sandy shores of death
