Submissions by Sydnee8313

Her silver eyes met his blue
As Death glided into the room

She watched silently
Waiting for her chance

He smiled and strode to their spot
Death waited for her

She went to him slowly
And climbed into his lap

Her silver eyes met his again
She smiled

They began to speak
Of things no one knows

What an odd pair
They did make

A silver eyed black curly hair little girl
Sitting in Deaths lap

What a beautiful scene to witness
Death and the precious Castiella

When Death walks in
I feel the cold draft

I watch him glide through
Robes flowing around him

He looked at me
With his cold blue eyes

I stood, meeting his gaze
He smiled

I knew it was not my time
I knew who he came for

I didn't get down on my knees
I didn't beg him

I stood and stared on
While death stared back at me

Finally he turned away
Gliding into the hospital room

I heard his echoing laugh
Bouncing around in my head

I waited to see him return ...