an ode to death

a waltz with shadows 
in the moon’s embrace
a memory of peace 
where sorrows grow
in shadowed halls 
of night she roams
a figure
draped in crimson 
soft as dreams

her eyes
in darkened skies 
they gleam
whispers in the wind 
where sorrow foams
her cloak a river red 
with silent flow
enfolds the world 
in tender velvet grace