Sadness put it's cold lips on mine

And kissed me.

It was long, lingering kiss,

Long enough to draw out and extinguish

All the light

That remained in me.

Leaving me empty,

A shell.

Their lips tasted of ash and debris and sawdust

But it also tasted like danger.

Of cigarettes and cider and blood

That sweet taste of escape

That I long for so.

I felt their deathly cold hand

Caress my cheek,

Stealing away the flushed color of my cheeks

And leaving them pale as a cabbage butterfly's wing.

I felt my heart stop as they drew away

And my legs gave beneath me...