Fingers outstretched, my palms opened to heaven.
The scent of your love, a memory just out of reach.
Thoughts of you color my day with deepest hues.
I'll wait. Your claim on me firm. I might wait forever.
Years travel past this window. A blanket, I'm warm.
The fire reaches out, curls about seasoned wood.
I've thought of you. Now and again I still smell cat.
Memories of laughter, coffee and love. Those eyes.
My journey's end, I'll rest. It hurts but I don't cry.
Images float to mind. I should, yet I can't forsake you.
Regrets in hindsight, there are a few. I tried and lost.
My heart beats a little slower, I breathe slower still.
Old man's wish, trip back in time, capture your scent.
A lock of hair perhaps and your sweat stained shirt.
To say farewell, a loving goodbye, now I close my eyes.
Rest the weary. Night comes to us all. To everyone.
- Author: darwin ( Offline)
- Published: November 19th, 2024 11:39
- Category: Love
- Views: 2
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