How beautiful you look in your sleep,
Peaceful, calm and full of grace...
Broken armor
walls crumbled...
I could not touch you.
But I wanted you...
Pain. Tossing in the night,
A twisting, turning, endless fight...
The harder I think, the more I forget.
I try to focus. Memories blur...
.
We are always searching...
Look at you in that casket,
so cold, not moving a single bit...
As i sit here,
wishing on night's first glowing star...
Haunted by your divine shadow
Scented trails of stale tobacco...
Violence speaks the hands-
of someone who used to feel...
So many questions are drifting
in life, answers slipping...
Will the spell she casts
In time be broken...