Dark Revenge

Bride in white
so absolute her purpose
be it for passion or punishment
her trousseau clutched in her hands
family jewels concealed in an iron blade
used only to mark herself
now plans the second strike
on someone or something particular

The coven convenes calling the ancestors
spells release blood dripping emotions
as incantations manifest dark requests
once scorned and left at the altar
there is no place to hide
no escaping her retaliation
a sharpened blade will find its target
in one final act

The perpetrator is roused from his slumber
dragged to this coven stead by ghostly apparitions
views the sullen scene in horror
the bride in white approaches slowly, deliberately
stroking his cheek with gloved hands
whispering "goodbye my love" ever so pleasingly
as the dagger finds its mark