Monday, September 10, 2007

Even Death

Death has no friends
only shadows and tears.
Love can't stop it.

I will die one day,
the bright light calling;
excited voices, murmurings.

But I will not go,
as long as your light
blinds my soul.

I will be the caress
at midnight; the kiss at dawn
and the sighs in between.

When you are weary,
I'll be the surge of strength
coursing your veins.

If you cry,
I'll be the river
rolling down your cheeks.

Every step, every breath
you take, I will
tremble through you.

Death cannot part
our souls sewn tight
with love's silken strands.

I love you intensely
with a flame death fears
and cannot extinguish.

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