The prospect of goodbye
Wallows within me
Like the blackness of
A cold night sky
Tense and unfriendly
Moods change & so do loves
Yet this love
Threatens to contain me
Like a devouring monster
Found in the forest of fear
Creaking and coursing
Through the stream of
Foreign tears
Strolling down the contours
Of the world’s need to peer
Out of vacuous spaces
& lonely memories of years
gone by, with so little to show
‘cept the perennial change of gear
to a slower pace of life
where more moments are shared
between fonder eyes and air
particularly those handsome
twists of hair
atop your furrowed head
that bespeak a finer grasp
of natures blessed share
in the tragicomedy of
the romantic vision
beatific songs sung
in the slender tone
of my eternal despair.
You were mine
For a transcended moment
The stars danced for me
Though they have now
All but disappeared
Save in the dying corpse
Of my unending, all-
Forgiving cares.
When i first read it I was taken back a little by the length. The words inside the passage are needed and shouldn't be cut down. So glad I found it. The part about,
ReplyDeleteLike the blackness of
A cold night sky
Tense and unfriendly, t'was soft and subtle yet to the point.