Ice-cold, so still, and dreaming
Closer to touching the ghosts than the living
I think of you. As my mind has taught
Itself to do. Over and over-
You left but a fragment of time ago
What, hours? It seems like eons, so
Long, too long since I heard your voice,
Saw your smile. Too far away; with every mile
I seem to lose more hope. The inner warmth
Is fading, like a breath on a cold window pane
All that lingers, all that remains
One half of my heart. Jagged-edged, aching,
Waiting for your own to heal it;
In vain. Half-empty......
Love is all I know; it scares me
That I can't remember life before you
Came along- gave everything a meaning
Reason more for breathing, seeming
Like my world revolved around your every move
A satellite. Over and over-
They say that this can't work, but I
Believe, in spite of pain and doubt
Das Schicksal. Perhaps to my detriment
I wait and wander on, down the path that I have chosen, your photograph in hand-
Too late to change, irrevocable,
Like the seasons; dynamic, inevitable,
I will wait for you. I will wait for you.
XXXXX

Comments
jennifer | March 9, 2009 - 08:25
Beautiful,
J x
_lynze_ | March 10, 2009 - 19:22
lovely.
:( What fools we are to find love at such a distance, when we could have the pick of any heartless fool from seconds away. =/ Life sucks, but this kinda stuff, what you writ about ;) makes it better :)
It really is nice (Y) Well done.
Lem | March 15, 2009 - 13:13
I doubt I could 'have the pick of any heartless fool'...heartless fools never seemed to like me much. :)
HeatherFeather | March 20, 2009 - 16:32
Wow Lem, this is so beautiful!
xx
HeatherFeather