Ending Sequence 8.8 Poem by Eila Mahima Jaipaul

it's dark
yet I still feel you
as if you'd never moved
eyes staring
searching for truth
your soft touch soothing
enveloping what you find stretched there

hearing all the words you whisper, I believe
each one, before you say it and
with breathless anticipation
I want to question how you forget me
when you close those tender eyes
and escape alone and elusive
tossed in some unknown reality.

I may never find out if this is real
or just another dream.

I'm creating as we move along
enhancing existence in satiated splendor
to fill empty spaces

knowing I'll never follow your emotional attachment
I hover inside your body
throbbing, trusting, that I'd be lost
when you aren't close to me.

it's dark
yet I still feel you
deeply inside me
molded into my essence with endless passion.

as you lay there so lifelessly alive
I think that we should last forever
but then nothing ever does, that lives.