Iam - my dead lover's bride !

His soul crept through his body
for he was a mortal mate of mine ...
time threw itself in his dead arms ... wanting to cease forever
the world - faded around me, pushing me into despair
my hand - peacefully resting on his face, feeling the injuries
walking out the door - the path seems endless
i reluctantly leave him there ... dying an early death
the mirror ceased me for a sight ... Iam my dead lover's bride !