one last caress

Death

with her sweet icy breath

 leans in with a lover's kiss

as she gives one last caress

her hair is flowing white

with a face so beautiful in the pale moonlight

in her black eyes you can see the other side

its such a sight, I can not believe my eyes

she tries to speak yet no words arise

I watch her mouth move in the shadows of the night

so entranced by her beauty the only motion that sticks in my mind

is her final two words, "its time".

as she moves in a little closer

and wraps her cold arms around me

I begin to see my life moreover

playing like a slideshow that only I can see

all of the trials, all of the strife

all of the good times, my children, my wife

I can see my parents smiling, standing close by

I see them in the bright sunshine

there is my brother, only eight years old

jumping off of everything, hardly doing what he's told

there is the bush where we would pick a switch

and there is the time we took our first family trip

all of these memories play right before my eyes

I close them tight, and begin to cry

tears of joy stream down my face, as I have lived a good life

everything will be alright

I sit up in my bed and gently take her hand

there is a pull as I stand, as if a child tugged at my leg

I look back toward my bed, and see myself laying there

dead

death squeezes my hand to continue her plan

we step through a tear in time that she creates with her hand

and sail into a world encased in white light..it'll be alright.. my love, it will be alright