Dark Samurai

She rode towards me in the dark night
A beautiful messenger cloaked in black
To me she gave a message of heartbreak

The message read as if it were over.
I pleaded.
It cannot be true.
But alas the messenger was my dark rider
No pleads would save me
No forgiveness or second chance

I bowed my head and waited
For we were samurai
honor bound till death
I waited in the cold till the dark rider
Decided time to once and for all leave my bed.