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