Tuesday, May 5, 2009

At your grave...


I breathe the air you once exhaled
I drink the water that dropped off your eyes
I live in the shadow your hair once cast
and feel the joy of our days in the past.  

your eyes as blue as the seas down deep
lips as red as the blood in me
the pale face that glowed brighter than gems
fairer than the pearls can be

now i breathe out the air u exhaled
and tears drop off MY eyes
here u lay where my shadow rests
our love will always rise.

1 comment:

Kabbo said...

a very nice poem...kudos for this wonderful work.....