The kiss

I cheated to pull you close to me and steal a kiss from your coveted lips.

I closed my eyes, caressed your neck with my cold, bony hand.

I gave myself to that unhurried kiss, savouring your desire.

I snuggled in your arms as you hummed our song from beyond the grave.

You fell into my death trap, distracted by the pleasure of my rotting lips.

In the background, this spectre's sick love for you.

As we parted, you saw my fleshless face, maggots devouring my flesh.

You screamed in horror, but it was too late.

You were doomed to be my husband for eternity in the most chilling of hells.