Bill Cantrell


Event Horizon


In your memory I am dwelling
as you watch time’s candle burn.
Shadows of our past hang on the wall.

With the colors slowly fading,
you chase away the dust
until the day of our last kiss, you can’t recall.

In your heartbeat, you have kept me warm,
yet life, it must go on,
with emotions back and forth the ocean churns.

At the snuffing of a candles flame,
a last kiss gives a burn,
for event horizon’s token is the point of no return.

If at the edge of loneliness,
you choose to live again,
my memory grants you sweet release,
My love,
My life,
My friend.

Submitted: Tuesday, October 15, 2013
Edited: Monday, October 28, 2013
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This poem is for those who have lost a loved one in death and struggles with the emotions to remarry.

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