Fade

She stands, translucent, on the stair
Radiant smile, and glowing hair
She beckons me to follow her
And my dormant love begins to stir

I follow her down shadowed halls
While she sings, while she calls
That I have nothing left to fear
Each word melodious and clear

We step into a darkened room
But I experience no sense of doom
I revel in my love's sweet breath
And the fading of my dread of death.