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bereaved anticipation

by William P Strucke

the end nears and my heart grows heavy.
I feel the warmth of your body on mine,
your head on my shoulder and it pains me -
knowing we must part rescinds all else
even the thrill of being close is numb in my soul
slowing rocking together to a soft rolling rhythm
hearing someone else's message of love and knowing -
it was meant for us alone.
I want more than anything to stay here, in this moment forever --

and when we part bitter tears will flow
just as now, they stream down my cheek.
I can't think of anything and nothing else matters
i can feel no joy; no matter how much I desire it.
since we are here - now - together --

at the conclusion of this last chord
you're going to go, and I'll be left;
only to live with you again in a dream,
in a moment it will just be me and an empty floor, without you.
the single thought pains me,
more than a thousand deaths I could suffer --

(i love you)

10/04/2003

Posted on 10/04/2003
Copyright © 2024 William P Strucke

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