sleeping
December 16th, 2008
as i watch you sleeping with know idea it will be the last time i ever will unkind fate has other plans for you. At this moment your beauty has never been more apparent Now bathed in pail light as you rest in my room of many windows. A thousand verses of just as many songs run threw my mind you are my living poetry , verses, sonnets and odes, Even as you dream you amaze me, Chiseled features as if glass or stone But made to live but flesh and bone, you inspire me i couldn’t and haven’t survived with out you my goddess my everything. I still see you even in my dreams and as of late in every face upon the street as your portrait is burned into my memories, Sweetest kiss and salty tears mingle on my tongue bloodstained hands of simple man turn bitter beast by time and circumstance beyond control. It has begun my glorious insanity the time all i see in the darkness minute after minute i watch as they change no longer going forward but counting down to my extinction. Morning will come i feel it in my bones it will wash away the magic of midnight And leave me with emptiness with the nonage i have failed, I awaken but its no longer our yesterday or even the day after.http://www.originalpoetry.com/sleeping_2