One last poem

Worlds

Drop

Dead..

This was once a love poem before it found itself sitting out here on a grave ... ..

From kiss to kiss

Everything that was lovely is but a grief, so brief and a delightful pain....

Iwill think about most of the times you spent with me,

Because all am left with to hold are memories but the most beautiful of them.

When you smiled

When you started to laugh

When you didn't like something and then you tried to hide it....

How your eyes would glow

The way that you're tall

The way you made me feel safe ..

Before my heart broke again and I have not died

So surely God has had his hand on me..

What arms my body longed for, and who and where and why,

I have to forget the lips my lips have kissed and who my body touched under the sheets till morning..

Explains why the moon is full of pain tonight, 

It's not the same under it's light..

What loves have come and gone from whom to who and where and why..

Still a thing I can't understand tonight....