Saturday 8 December 2012

~Wilting Rose~


You will be the death of me,

Then again you give me life,

With every impulse you throw at me,

Like a thought being processed,

Takes a while for me to understand,

But when I do, your gone...

I have to savor your love,

Not take it for granted...
Like wilting roses on a dining room table,

What you do to me is special , it's kind,

Its everything I need to survive,

But you leave and death lingers in my heart,

It devours my soul and leaves me helpless...

Like a crab with no shell,

Like a toothless lion,

And I lay still for a while, untouched

Then your eyes cause my heart to beat into rhythm,

And I realize your love is the missing piece in my puzzle,

You keep me going in this changing world,

And nothing else matters anymore...

As if I was a child who lost his mother
You cradle my heart.