Heartache everlasting
in the absence of her;
Sweet breath exhaled,
no more.

Gone the days of
summer's ecstasy;
I am the Winter Child.

Warmth seized by
pale, grasping fingers;
passion's journey derailed.

Eyes burn defiantly,
love never ending
through death.

Souls intertwined for
time immemorial; love
ventures beyond
the material.

05/15/2009