Death And A Lonely Young Man Poem by Michael J Williams

'Come be with me, and you shall see
I'll make your problems go away'
said Death as she pressed her cold lips near mine
At last I realized the only kiss of desire that I had ever known
She won me… as I could no longer tolerate
The bitter rejections of my affections
Even though she did not love me
The way that I wanted to be loved
I submitted to her decree
Oh, that I could have known the living this way
The tender mercies of a kindred soul
But Death was a greedy mistress
Only concerned with having her way with me
This temptress had but one thing on her mind
Satisfying her desires
Trying to bring my end to fruition
For better… for worse
‘til Death… She did depart!