Our Fiance

by William J   Jan 27, 2012


Life is given a different light
when you're out on a date
with death.
Dressed in her crimson red frock
and jewels,
she approaches.
She flirts with you
and cools you with her deepening eyes.
Her cheeks are delicate and dainty,
she blushes when you speak
of her works and
accomplishments.
She reaches out to hold
and caress your cooling hands.
Her soft voice beacons you towards
her welcoming, and unavoidable,
embrace.

She showed me the
ring that I was wearing on
my finger, and showed that
she was wearing the same.
We were pledged to be married
The very next day.

Death is our fiance,
The wedding day is set.

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  • 12 years ago

    by Jenni

    First of all I really like the title and it definitely drew me in, mainly because of how "general" it is. It caused me to wonder right away who that fiance would be and whether "our fiance" actually refers to one person and the same person for all.

    Having those thoughts in my mind I started reading your poem.
    I understand why you decided to put your poem into this category, but sometimes this poem felt eerie and though it had a chilly touch. I almost felt forced to feel comfortable about the situation in the poem, which underlines your words really well since a date is usually something people look forward to, while dying is not at all.

    Overall this is a really well written poem and I so like the idea behind it.

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