Last Kiss

Her  eyes were aglow,
 like fire embers dying slow
Head held high she stood tall  
with a graceful stance
She moved ever so swiftly mimicking
the dance of a beautiful waltz
Her target she spied,
 helpless and serene,
 but to her formidable
enemy she remained unseen
she unsheathed her sword
And before he knew it
he was on the ground
in this unfamiliar place
no warning came
not even a sound
A crooked smile
adorned her lips
and she gave her
enemy his last embrace
as the face of an angel
gave a bloody eternal kiss
as the blade rings
Her enemies life
had been revoked
after a cold darkness
rests on the forest floor
and with evil stained boots
a once shiny blade is
dripping drops of red rain
she remembers her roots
and feels the pain that
a life of an assassin brings