Fay Slimm






In night's half-mad blackness
and lying awake I taste how your spirit
is now thirsting for mine.

Riding dark shadows I keep
restive vigil as I search heaven's still
portals for one sure sign.


The feel of your absence adds
wrench to my yearning and nothing yet
alters my need for ease.

Oh gentlest of lovers bind
your tender fingers to my lonely breast 
so I might find relief.


Clasped in echo's embraces
may I reject death's dominion and gone 
bliss with fresh felt rapture.

Wedded to love no past taste
of its nectar ebbs if of two remains one
in destiny's capture.


Where is death's hold when stars

joined as we are

fate's thrown coin could ever part ?       


  • orchidee

    A good write Fay.

    • Fay Slimm

      Thank you Orchi.

    • Goldfinch60

      Love happens when two souls merge into one.

      • Fay Slimm

        A lovely thought Goldi - and so very true.

      • Michael Edwards

        And Jeanne and I have remained - fine work Fay.

        • Fay Slimm

          Grand to remain together my friend. - thanks for the comment

        • Mottakeenur Rehman

          Nice one...good read!

          • Fay Slimm

            My thanks for the visit, the read and the comment. Motta.

          • Neville

            so deceptively deep and beautiful.. this poet could drown here and most happily ..... Neville

            • Fay Slimm

              Truly appreciate your perceptive comment dear Neville - - to be honest twas a difficult one to write.

              • Neville

                I am not in the least surprised tis a beaut... N

              • Claudelle DeLuna

                Great poem! Fay
                love the concept💖
                Have a great day!

                • Fay Slimm

                  Thanks a load for your read and your in-put Claudelle.

                • dusk arising

                  Beautiful Fay. So many people robbed of their one true love by death must yearn for the loving, caring, familiar togetherness torn from their existence.
                  Night time is the time we feel the most needy. Night times atmosphere was one where romance was known in all its forms.

                  • Fay Slimm

                    Your kind comment hit all the nails on their head D.A. - - night as you say is the worst time for yearning.

                  • ANGELA & BRIAN

                    DEAR FAY ~ You have touched on a sadness you bear on the Dawn of Valentines that Angela & I dared not broach ! We are a young COUPLE anticipating Union but we are aware that the time will come when PHYSICALLY we will only be ONE. However your beautiful Poem assures us that SPIRITUALLY we will be FOREVER JOINED ~ AMEN.
                    Your Poem speaks eloquently of the gap left when a Loved One is transported to the Celestial Realm. However:
                    You taste His Spirit
                    You long for a Sign
                    You feel His Absence
                    You long for His Touch
                    You reject Deaths Dominion
                    You taste Loves Nectar
                    You reject Deaths Hold ~ AMEN !

                    FAY ~ Your Faith & abiding Love gives us hope (at the Dawn of our Love) that we too could rise above Physical Separation in our assurance of Eternal Life & Eternal Love. Thanks for caring & sharing !
                    Eternal Blessings & Love
                    ANGELA & BRIAN 🧡🧡🧡🧡

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