Til death

darwin

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 Offline)
  • Published: November 19th, 2024 11:39
  • Category: Love
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