"Living the Death"

"Living the Death"

lying in my resting place

warmth of her smile on my chest

longed to be lonely

but have been lonely way to long

the placement of her person

is perfections good grace

my soul feels connected

as light feels the dark space

trial and error

my science is her being

her variable is my constant

and vice versus is what she's seeing

treatment of the heart

my transplant

my final last start

the glow of her skin

the touch of her finger tips

to the flow of her beautiful hair

made to love made to sin

rain is falling

lighting bolting

her smooth caress puts fear in my scare

to were being afraid is loving her

and no longer the problem

they lower the box

and the weeping grieves

as the trees sway with sorrow

in cold warm breeze

her tears are like life

with the salt of earth

roses she drops

to reflect my rebirth

consoling seems pointless

we new are love

my body floats to the new world rise

whispers of her voice

follow me there with wonderful supervise

though they are mixed

with happy words and sadful cries

how comforting it was

as i lay to rest my life, the lies

the added support did much

for the passing

with death comes life

with hate comes love

we will be together again

in the dark blue above

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