I whisper in your ear, sweet as the evening breeze
Brushing your cheek with familiar ease
Even at my touch you do not stir
But by no means am I so easy to deter
For you and only you must I wake
For you and only you can my thirst slake
At first inspection you might seem dead
But alive you are asleep on your bed
I lean in to kiss you
My lips brush yours as if they miss you
Your form so fair
As to shame the clothes you wear
I pull your sweet self near
Only to feel In myself a spear
There is a dagger through my side
Put there by my impromptu bride
Her eyes are now open
No word is spoken
Now I shall die
She will not cry
I was to Bring her upon my knife
But it was her blade that's ending my life
Who switched sleeping beauty
With a guard on death duty?