Till Death Do Us Part

Hold my hand,

my dear sweet husband.

We made our vows,

and we surely won't break them.

That's why we are here,

on this very bench.

Your hand in mine,

stitching,

stitch,

stitch.

There now you'll stay,

what's wrong what did you say?

No matter it's alright,

you know you have my heart.

We made our vows my sweet,

and till death do us part.

Reviews

[Philip Muls]

Gone crazy after the death of her husband, she wants to hold on to him. Intriguing and scary. Well done Dana.

[Cherrie Palmer]

What a sweet flowing poem you choice of words lend to us hearing a tender voice of love

[A. Amos]

You share your emotions in most honest manner...bravo!

[Dana Ferguson]

Thank you for your kind comment :) but I should hope these weren't my own emotions haha she's supposed to be a crazy lady keeping her husband hostage. I know it's a little creepy haha but thank you for stopping by :)

[A. Amos]

Well i enjoy the read and your most welcome

[Insight "MH"]

This is sweet and tender. I am really puzzled by how the stitching was done.

Insight.

[Dana Ferguson]

Sorry if I confused you with the stitching, that was just supposed to be the act of her stitching them together. She's stitching herself to him so he doesn't leave, it's supposed to be more scary but I'm glad you enjoyed it anyway. :) I threw the sweetness in there to make her seem a little more crazy than she already is. Thanks for stopping by :)

[Insight "MH"]

To be honest, while reading this johnny scissors came to mind ^_^ but I was afraid that you would think I am making fun of your poem.

[Dana Ferguson]

I think I can see where you got that, but I love Johnny Scissorhands! :) and I wouldn't have thought that , I think it's neat that happened :)

[alifeacoustic]

Oh my, was she stitching their hands together or to the bench, or his mouth closed perhaps? Maybe all of the above. Well, he did say 'til death do us part :)

[Dana Ferguson]

Not to the bench, but I suppose that could be added in as well. Lol thank you for reading :)

[Dana Ferguson]

I had an urge to write another horror poem, it had been too long. :)

[alifeacoustic]

I started out writing horror. It was Michael Jackson's fault. I had just watched thriller and the voiceover bit got stuck in my head, so I wrote one with that voice in mind. I think it was Vincent price or Christopher lee, but I am probably wrong. It was so long ago. I wonder if I still have them. Hmm...