bereaved anticipation by William P Struckethe 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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