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Date With Death
by Maria Terezia FerenczLost again within the dream
my upcoming date with death
so exciting and strange it seems
to take my one last breath
my heart starts to pound of course
a little bit too fast
I find myself excited at the prospect
of this mysterious man my lover death
no question of where will I be
ten years or two or four
once I fall within his arms
then I will be no more
long searched for love
he'll give to me
hold me always I am sure
One last dance my love
your final kiss of time
when I feel him near to me
it is ever so sublime
I feel him in the wisp of breeze
a shock within my chest
whenever I come close to him
my final lover
DEATH
05/01/2005 Author's Note: these are the words of a feeling I had when I "almost" died, it was a strange sensation in my chest not unlike the feeling one gets when first meeting a soon to be lover...
Posted on 05/02/2005
Copyright © 2024 Maria Terezia Ferencz
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 05/02/05 at 03:32 PM ...maria, i don't know the death thing, but by golly if it's like the feeling you compare it to, it's literally breathtaking...for real, what's this death thing, expiring minds need to know...mucho peace, chaz |
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