
A Valentine’s wish for you
from the Dead who love you.
THE DEAD GAME
by Susanne Leist
“Love me,”
the sign calls in the night.
“Come inside,”
the open door suggests.
“Pull up a chair,”
the seat shifts to the side.
I sit and wait.
Soft strains of music
waft through the room.
The door to the kitchen opens.
“Hello, my darling,”
the man says with a wink.
My mouth drops open.
He walks closer.
The music quickens its pace.
“What is this?”
I ask.
Handsome in a suit and tie,
he drops onto one knee.
In his right hand, a black box.
My hands cover my mouth.
He offers the box.
I take it with trembling fingers.
Inside, sits a diamond ring.
I stare into my love’s eyes.
He quirks an eyebrow.
I nod my head.
No words are needed.
He places the ring on my finger.
I’m in his arms.
Where I will remain
for the rest of my life.