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Sleepy eyes, a heart indifferent to life
A heart that is a slave to the light
What lie of the face will I face?
A beguilement of assorted grace
I reach for the hollowness with pain
Succumb to the darkness of the insane
Maybe this day I will have a chance
I’ll dance the waltz of the last romance
Sometimes I whisper among the empty air
Hoping it carries my love so fair
I am lost in the locks of soft smelling hair
The scent that still lingers in the pillows with care
I feel a sage with ageless eyes
A lover became my own demise
A friend kissed away my tears
A friend was lost, the pages seared
The final breaths of realization
Swelling tears in isolation
Though now I see I cannot alleviate
I can only seem to appreciate
This one last night I cling on your arm
This one moment your kiss can warm
The one last breath that tickles my cheek
The final smile that lingers so sweet
I know you are there looking at my tears
You pain as I pain of love so far and near
You reach as I reach and touch but not feel
Though all the misery is all too real
Though this Christmas I have not lost my cheer
I know in my heart that you hold my love dear
Silently you hold my hand, waving tranquility
I’ll love again, my heart can mend, and you’ll be watching me.
~ChristyV.