A single flame lights her face <br />The face of death <br />A single candle holds her fears <br />The fears of death <br /> <br />Her hands clasped anrond their souls <br />The souls of the dead <br />She feeds of their screams <br />The screams of the dead <br /> <br />Her legs lay bellow her <br />Bellow death <br />Her black gown over her body <br />The body of death <br /> <br />Her chest rises and falls with her breath <br />The breath of death <br />Her cloak drawn over her long flowing jet hair <br />The face of death <br /> <br />Her eyes unmoved unfeeling <br />Do you see it? <br />Do you see the soul of death? <br />Do you feel it? <br /> <br />Her skin as white as snow as it fades into darkness <br />The snow of tears <br />Her cloths as dark as night that swallows the light <br />The dark we all shall see <br /> <br />Her eyes close as she feels their souls flow <br />Flow from the dead <br />She leaves them there to lay in darkness <br />She steals from the dead <br /> <br />A single candle lights their faces filled with her <br />Filled with death <br />They fall into the darkness of her eyes, of her heart <br />The darkness of death <br /> <br />A single candle shall stay to light their way <br />Their way through the dark <br />A single candle holds their past <br />The pain and trials <br /> <br />A single candle lights her face <br />The face of death <br />A single candle holds her fears <br />The fears of death herself <br /> <br />A single candle<br /><br />Bethany Maxwell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-single-candle-death-herself/
