Love For The Dead Poem by Dale E. Starlight

Love For The Dead



A handsome man
Chiseled face
The kind that women
Would love to taste.
Middle-aged
But in his prime.
Head tilted down; loving crime;
Passionate embrace.
Kissing the very top, of a gorgeous girl's cranium.
Her severed,
Blood
Dripping
Head.
The love
For the Dead.

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