Never darker was the night
absent of stars, devoid of light.
that evening found me fast asleep
aware of the horrors I would meet.
I awakened to bright lumnious eyes
so like a cat's in both shape and size.
"Come with me" it hissed,
and thus I followed it into the mist.
I could not see but for the fog
but I trusted my guide and followed along.
My feet found fresh dirt and grass
and I heard a Priest in the middle of Mass.
I could not comprehend or understand
what was happening, or who now held my hand.
Then suddenly the night cleared
and I saw myself in a place I feared
A graveyard, the place of those passed,
the home of souls who'd breathed their last.
A wedding was happening but where was the bride?
I looked down at myself and was terrified.
"Who's the groom?" I wondered aloud.
"Me." A voice said. I knew that sound.
My eyes shot from my wrist to his face
Oh the sight, I wish I could have erased!
Swiftly I shrank from his rotted touch
He protested, "My love, you wound me much!"
"Long have I wanted you by my side,
nothing has changed since I died."
"Tonight my pet, I shall have you at last!
It shall be as we said in the past."
"This nust be a dream!" I gasped.
I faltered, but he again rasped.
"Tonight we will marry, my dove.
Tonight I reclaim my lost love."
I looked up at him, eyes bright with tears
But before I could speak, he disappeared.
I woke up sobbing on his headstone,
heartbroken, crying, and alone.