Doves to crows
White to black
Pureness of soul we certainly do lack
I take his hand and he then mine
And stand before our lord as our souls become entwined
We say our vows for now and forever
Then share a kiss in the midnight mist
I take a sip of the wine of death
And my heart stops pounding in my chest
My love follows suite
Then he too kicked the boot
Now we lay on the shores of yore
And breathe again?
Nevermore