Love kills softly and slowly,
Like a disease it enters,
Filling you with its ugly decay,
Creeping and crawling away.

Sheathed in concerto,
Singing passion with gusto,
Lying whispers to the heart
Intoxicating your mind, until nothing sane remains.

You fill your voids, and dig your hole,
Like worms it wriggles into your core,
It eats at your membrane, gnawing away,
Leaving you with no more moves to play.

Flooding your senses,
Hopeless, unrelenting and restless,
You laugh and you fly, only to fall and to cry,
As it stands by and watches you try and try.

Romantic yet unloved, hateful yet lukewarm,
Love leaves you no reason, except for some treason,
It leaves you helpless, crawling in remorse,
Then dawn burns to dusk, you ask yourself, "Why?"

Our souls intertwine,until only one remains,
We build bridges together, burn them behind us with glee,
Until we reek of kerosene soaked dreams,
I can only imagine the scene.

Memories lurk in dust filled shadows,
 Cob web filled tombs, empty remorse,
Lace nights and spilled champagne,
Midnight walks, Mistress talks.

The ghost of youth, the corpse of truth,
Trailing fingers in a way most uncouth,
Despises my crumbling walls, and echoing halls.
Love is a killer, but hey, its a damn good thriller.