Untill Comes Another

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Love in death

Submitted: November 02, 2011

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His cold fingers grasped each other, bound together for all time. Arms straight and shoulders slump, his face under the cover. His chest heaved no more. A stomach so smooth, ridged with muscle. Noe more can I touch, my heart so sore. His hips now stand out, I remember their movement. I yearn for the feel. The times I cannot count. His legs shall no more move. They walk toward Him. Now run to the light, my soul still not soothe. His feet bare and plain, clothed with no sole. His toes blue like ice, no more can maintain. His body shall lie in ground cold and damp, untill my soul meet, again in the sky. A black cloud shall cover so now gone his mind. I always will love untill comes another.


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