Even in death

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    Even in death

    Her last words ring on:
    "I 'll love you even in death"
    Like a bell that sits on church tower calling for devotion,
    her words ring on.
    Though not here,
    the warmth of your touch
    clings to my skin
    like a plague upon it.
    Time flies,
    but the thought of you
    sticks to my memories
    like hair to the head
    refusing to grow wings.....

    Every night,
    I see the invisibility
    of your presence
    hovering over me
    I can swear I do.
    I hear the echo of your silence
    reverberating in my head
    As you dangled between life and death.
    Although you spoke no words
    everything you said was heard
    the words that came out of your eyes:
    " This is how far I can go
    someday we'll meet in a better place......"
    but her last words linger on:
    " I'll love you even in death "

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    DAMILOLA commented on Even in death

    03-09-2010

    " This is how far I can go with you someday we'll meet in a better place......" but her last words linger on: " I'll love you even in death " MADE ME CRY.

    Rabbi commented on Even in death

    07-05-2009

    menn, i love your poems! Did you spy into my mind?

    Jp commented on Even in death

    06-08-2009

    I enjoyed this peice. I was caught up from the first line. I truly believe there is some one out there for all of us that will say the same.

    JadedJezzabel commented on Even in death

    05-10-2009

    SOULFULL SAD HONEST AN EXCELLENT POEM. I KNOW THIS PAIN ALL TOO WELL. CHECK OUT MY POEM ON MY OWN YOU MAY LIKE IT. 10

    BridgetBowen commented on Even in death

    05-10-2009

    So sad, but profound and well expressed. I really like this even though it's about sadness. Our journey's are sometimes short but so meaningful! Wonderful!

    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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