My Beloved Tragedy...

will we deny them

while we shut

the world around us

when my palm is clasp

against yours

will we touch each

others face and

feel the burning flame

of this precious moment

we claim as rightfully ours

will we give goodbye

a deeper meaning and

this love as unpretending

when i find the strength

to stare into your eyes

will we see betrayal

as a senseless scheme

when we on each

other's arms die



when everything falters

how will you kill the love

when its aftermath

becomes deeper than

memory

how would you get yourself

to stand up and walk again

with my beloved tragedy




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Lesley Silver's picture

Ive read almost every poem youve got up. and theyre all wicked.
so much is into them..
they say so much more then whats there to see.
i dont know...
theyre amazing. i loved them all