He takes off his mask <br />He bows his head <br />He looks to his right <br />At the corpse in his bed <br />His sweetheart has no pulse <br />But that's alright <br />As long as her blood <br />Is colder than the night <br />And the space between her legs <br />Would favor a heater instead <br />That's just the way he likes it <br />He prefers his women dead <br />Just a little shiver <br />Just a glossy glare <br />Just a haunting smile <br />Just a vacant stare <br />Blood gone stagnant <br />Preservation is sempiternal <br />Heart in a cage <br />Love is Eternal<br /><br />Cassandra Hooper<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-for-the-dead/
