Eternity only goes away when I close my eyes.
Was I your last thought before you died?
To try and recall the better days,
Down on the floor I go.
Waiting for the tears to cry.
Take me over one last time.
It’s all I’ve got left now.
Make me remember how we used to be.
Underneath sheets of white satin,
So warm...
The more I’m pulled to you,
The harder it is to say no...
I’ll lay here and wait for you forever.
Look at me...
Take me over one last time.
Show me the way to love you again.
Because I’ve forgotten how.
Make me remember the way we used to be.
I see you now.
Meeting silently in my dreams.
The only way I know how,
Without forgetting the reason I have left to breathe.
Because a ghost can’t really speak.
This is all we’re allowed...
Take me over one last time.
Promise me that you’ll never leave.
Kiss the memory back into me,
Until next time,
Stunning Mariah, absolutely stunning. The image you created here draws me as a reader right into the picture beside you and invites me to tell hug you and tell you forget him he is not worth the pain so outwardly expressed in these verses.
“The woman or man who is a poet, or fiction writer, or playwright, or all of these, is engaged constantly in a jazz ballet of vocabularies, passions, genders, histories, perspectives, death, love, and life. The music of revelation announces itself to
Love,
Mom
Fee
Enjoyed it mush
William
Love & Peace