I watched you make love to her
until I could bear no more,
the site filled me with emptiness
that ate into the bitterness of my soul.
The tears I cried nailed the coffin
and placed it into a tomb of stone.
My fingers welcomed its cold hard surface
tracing the last words written and sworn.
“Here lies a love that flourished
with tenderness of Summer Rain,
to bloom to something wonderful
but yet, ended with so much pain”
Rest in peace in this solemn place
beneath my heart of bitter scorn,
know that I shall not weep nor mourn.
Good bye my lover, forever more,
silently I walked across the marble floor.
Copyright 2003 Tracey L. Hardie