Zombie love

A blasted storm on the highway
In the middle of March
The last thing I remember
Is that huge trailer in our face
At the hospital I was told that our car
Tumbled down the hill
My dear husband, the love of my life, did not survive.
That was not acceptable
I called on my dear friend Amanda
A Caplata witch
We went to the cemetary cript
Where she recited incantations over the wrapped body
Soul and body were reunited
My darling was revived
Anew in this world.......but also not.
It scares me
Yet I want to be with him
I want to die and be with my lovely husband
I want to become a zombie.