Dark Heart Mending


My love
You lie so quietly and still

Having breathed your last

There is no pain

There is no reason to cry 

Still…I cry

As I stand at your bedside 

Holding your cold hand in mine

I’ll remember you, love

When the night grows cold

And when, to a lover, I offer my bed

In another, I will see your face...feel your touch

Your kiss will grace my wanting lips

At least for a season, or longer, perhaps

Until my heart is able to see

That you’re forever gone, beyond my reach

And that there is no more you

And no more we 


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