I am falling head over heals in love with <br />The Master of Death <br />He’s the one that makes you look over your shoulder… twice <br />Sends chills down your spine <br />And forces your fairy tail dreams into nightmares <br />That would make the devil cry and shiver in terror <br /> <br />My body urns for his touch but <br />His hands set fire to everyone’s flesh <br /> <br />My moist rosy red lips hunger for the taste of his, <br />But know he has the kiss of death <br /> <br />With his morbid pen within his right hand <br />The letters on the paper run in fear <br />And laugh at the pain of the other writers <br /> For he is the best and <br />The letters know the other writers are reading <br />The Master of Death’s <br />They are reading Saint Cynosure’s <br />Greatest way to get inside your head <br /> <br />I am falling for The Master of Death <br />So let it be <br />But to me he is not so scary <br />That you all can’t see<br /><br />Mrs. Cynosure<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-master-of-death/
