One Short Step

misled by apparition of love unfulfilled
haunting white lady, a petal frozen in time
her lips full of promises; tempting color of blood
her gown marked with burial, torn by winds from the otherworld

I am haunted, so close to the edge
just one short step from the abyss

her skin weaved by death, her pain so cloying
the ghastly mirror of my own desires
she was brought by spell of bitter love
sweet as vinegar, acrid as honey

I am ravenous, pinned by her gaze
just one short step from the abyss