Every moment is a treasure.
When I feel your chilled touch,
shivers of joy flow through me.
And I love all of your forms.
The maroon splotches that conceal
your body are always in good taste
even if,
your mouth is full sometimes.
I can look past it and gaze into
your shining eyes.
You always notice when I come by
and greet me with outstretched arms
longing for an embrace.
I know I usually pull away,
but its only to renew your chase.
I'll wait for you in the park,
home or mall.
And you always follow, singing your
call for the others,
bringing the horde into my trap.
Seeing your hungry, mindless eyes
approaching never ceases
to invigorate me:
I love zombies.
