text: [Themes: love & dating, romance, poetry, horror]
  
  When I was a young man
  
  A lovely girl lived next door
  
  She was the sweetest thing
  
  Despite being a street whore
  
  I used to watch her come and go
  
  As she brought strangers home
  
  I was jealous of them all
  
  Who got to explore her dome
  
  But I got something even better
  
  I got to see her smile every day
  
  That glorious smile and pretty face
  
  It was enough to make angels pray
  
  I was working as a banker then
  
  I had enough to move to a better place
  
  But each time I thought of leaving
  
  I'd see her beautiful smiling face
  
  I eventually asked her on a date
  
  And to my surprise, she said yes
  
  We went on a picnic in the spring
  
  But it was a complete and total mess
  
  The sandwiches tasted of sewage
  
  The watermelon was spoiled
  
  And ants nibbled at anything left
  
  But she just laughed at all foiled
  
  We went out again a week later
  
  And I confessed my love for her
  
  She wanted to take things slow
  
  The next few months were a blur
  
  We went out on dates every week
  
  We laughed and kissed and loved
  
  Though we never went to bed
  
  She was my lovely little dove
  
  Then one day I went to her door
  
  I knocked, but there was no reply
  
  I figured she simply wasn't home
  
  Or was entertaining some guy
  
  But I didn't see her that day
  
  Nor the next, nor the next
  
  "Is she ignoring me?" I thought
  
  I was horribly angry and vexed
  
  Despite my better judgement
  
  I kicked down her locked door
  
  But I was not prepared at all
  
  For what I found on her floor
  
  Her body laid completely still
  
  Tragically beautiful and bloody
  
  A knife sat by her carcass
  
  My emotions came in a flood
  
  Someone murdered my love
  
  Her eyes were wide with fear
  
  I closed them with a wail
  
  Her blood on my hand in a smear
  
  We never even had the chance
  
  To make love, as it were
  
  But I knew I couldn't let her go
  
  Without becoming one with her
  
  I turned over her dead body
  
  And unbuttoned her dress
  
  I stripped her of her pantyhose
  
  The blood made it a mess
  
  As I softly entered her
  
  A moan escaped my lips
  
  I wept as I loved her
  
  Cold skin on my fingertips
  
  When I was done, I cried
  
  Then dressed her up again
  
  I pulled my pants back up
  
  And walked home then
  
  > Afterwards
  After I lost the love of my life
  
  I quit my job as a banker
  
  Then opened up a funeral home
  
  To help ease my senseless hanker
  
  Ever since my first encounter
  
  With one already passed on
  
  I craved the embrace of dead flesh
  
  I was just so ever drawn
  
  > Ten years later
  I hovered over a cadaver
  
  Putting powder on his face
  
  His funeral was in an hour
  
  And he looked like incarnate grace
  
  I smiled at the undertaker
  
  As he took away the body
  
  The funeral was starting soon
  
  And the dead man was not shoddy
  
  I went back in the morgue
  
  And looked at a young woman
  
  No longer did she live
  
  Perhaps no longer human
  
  I ran my hand along her porcelain skin
  
  Stillness greeted my soft touch
  
  I kissed her smooth and lovely neck
  
  Cold fingers stuck in my clutch
  
  I did not know her when she lived
  
  But here she was in my arms
  
  I sniffed her hair and touched her breast
  
  Her body would meet no harm
  
  If people knew my secret fantasies
  
  They'd surely think me mental
  
  But they just do not understand
  
  I am always, always gentle
  
  I entered her cold embrace
  
  And moaned with ecstasy
  
  I made love to the cadaver
  
  And finished the act breathlessly
  
  But as I put my pants back on
  
  I was disgusted at my acts
  
  Maybe I should stop doing this
  
  And get my life back on track?
  
  > Don't change
  Why should I change my ways?
  
  I never hurt a single living soul
  
  I decided to continue to embrace
  
  Deceased women's somber holes
  
  Then one day a body came in
  
  She was truly beauty incarnate
  
  A shame such a creature was deceased
  
  Except for someone with my tastes
  
  Her family requested a cremation
  
  But I didn't have the heart to
  
  Burn up such a perfect body and
  
  Did something a mortician shouldn't do
  
  I found a piece of rotting roadkill
  
  And cremated the pitiful thing
  
  Then put the mystery animal in an urn
  
  And popped in her wedding ring
  
  After giving the urn to an undertaker
  
  I faced the beautiful woman
  
  I kissed her forehead and lips
  
  Then our passionate night began
  
  I created love with her for hours
  
  She was truly the best I ever had
  
  After round three or maybe four
  
  Then passed out, completely unclad
  
  When I woke up, I began again
  
  She was too enchanting to ignore
  
  We shared more intimate fusing
  
  Until I couldn't milk out any more
  
  I knew I had to get back to work
  
  Getting bodies ready to present
  
  So, I kissed her good morning
  
  And went to work on Mr. Dent
  
  > Later
  I paid no mind to anyone else
  
  She filled my every thought
  
  The next few days were bliss
  
  As any other love was forgot
  
  I will admit it: I fell in love
  
  She had all of my attention
  
  A dead woman and living man
  
  Our love defied all convention
  
  But she didn't have much time
  
  Not if I didn't take action fast
  
  She would say goodbye to
  
  The beauty she held in the past
  
  > have her embalmed
  I had to have her embalmed
  
  It was the only way to save her
  
  Lest she decay and leave me
  
  Alone in a world of dirt and blur
  
  I sent her off two towns away
  
  To slow down her decay
  
  It was an expensive procedure
  
  But worth every cent I paid
  
  When she got back to me
  
  I held her for hours and hours
  
  My dove, the love of my life
  
  Oh, Mary, my beautiful flower
  
  I moved her into my home
  
  I would've given her the world
  
  But my love seemed enough
  
  My life was wonderfully whirled
  
  But she didn't stay perfect
  
  She too, had to decompose
  
  Her skin started to crumble
  
  And her cheeks lost their rose
  
  It was when her nose fell off
  
  That I knew I had to say goodbye
  
  I selected the best casket I had
  
  And put her in while I cried
  
  I buried a hole six feet deep
  
  And put her in the dark cave
  
  Then said a payer to God above
  
  And killed myself on her grave