Dawn is breaking, but I’ll not be
forsaking you; not now, not never!
For though today our ties you'll sever
Unbinding you for now, from me
From me, I know, you'll not be free
For when my bones are buried deep
within the earth and soul does sleep.
The ghost of me will haunt you still
beyond the grave’s cruel, craven chill.
I’ll watch you in the fading light,
a phantom, who you cannot fight,
nor drive away, for I will wait
outside your once frequented gate.
Until your children dressed to mourn,
bear you away one breaking dawn
In tears, for what you meant to each
now that you too are out of reach
Dawn is breaking, yet my heart’s
no longer aching; it wings its way to you
just like it used to do bled me dry
and left me here to die
Where with my dying breath
I whispered it:
I’ll dream until your death.
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Author:
Blue-eyed Bolla (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: May 23rd, 2018 04:04
- Comment from author about the poem: love poem for Lorraine
- Category: Love
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Blue-eyed Bolla,
I’m a bit confused in the beginning of your poem! Are you writing about the past? I don’t think it’s referencing to the present. I’m I correct?
~Laura~
I'm referring to a possible future where I die before my true love after she had broken up with me. I guess I was saying that in the afterlife I would be awaiting HER demise, so that we could be reunited . Thank you for taking the time to ask me. 😊
You’re very welcome!
I love your love story with Lorraine!
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