Dear Death...

Death,
why do you sound so sweet to  my mind , my soul?
your touch is cold,
it sends me shivers yet a warm embrace,
I want to be grasped in your cold unforgiving arms,
many say you are dark morbid and evil,
but I see a different side of you sweet death,
what is to darkness is to become light,
in love with you I fall,
for you have many rewards yet anguish as well,
I want to feel that touch,
that touch that send my soul on a dark trill ride to the light of what is true,
and out of it's dark cage,
I love you death I honestly do.