Blue Dress

She walked across the room in a blue dress. But a glimpse of her in my eye’s corner Set my blood alight with fire - I confess, Her ghost marked my heart, left me a mourner. The silver skin sparkled, and so we dance’ - Until alas, midnight did come to pass And the clock rang so loud it broke my trance. I awoke and found myself by a glass In which I saw naught my own reflection. The darkness inside ate away my soul Leaving me without my one affection, And killing any remnants of self control. In her death I had lost... this game, myself... Left my bloody tome for dust on a shelf.