finding her foe

Her name echo's through the night
Elizabeth
You can hear her cries
In the distance
She whines and whines
 for her lost foe

Her love runs deep
The smoke lingers as she sleeps
Ten feet below

He stumbles upon her arrival
Skin as pale as snow
The wait was trivial

He watches her
His foe

She reaches for him
If only he'd know
That she would soon drag him below

They scream for each others attention
For they love yet hate their own replies
They embrace one another scraping their skin
They both own the night

Scampering to the tombs of Elizabeth
They are on their own
Finding their foes

She slices him
Leaving him dying in her grasp
His final wish is for him to be attached

She lets him go
Falling ten feet below
In her once owned grave
She has found him
Her lost foe

Now he resonates under the earth
In a pile of snow

The ash follows his once known corpse
Leaving him collapsed
Ten feet below

As she returns
For another
Another lost foe