The Last Thing That She Will Ever See - A Poem

The Last Thing That She Will Ever See

I watch her every night,

In the moonlight.

One night I wanted more,

So I came in through her unlocked door.

At first she tries to run away,

But I catch her and say,

"Look at my face. Look at me."

I am the last thing that she will ever see.

I kiss her tenderly on the lips,

And as I walk away, all I hear are tiny wisps

Of her cries.

She now has no eyes.