Mourning Love Poem by Derek Fitzpatrick

I stared through her eyes,
Tears fell from her cheek
Under the bridge above the creek
Downstream to collide with tides
I died in her dream.
That night folded the hands of time
Thunder and lightning entwined
Piercing the pitch-black sky
I felt loves echo,
Burning into my mind
I coughed up a butterfly.


I know what I lost..
But what did I find?
My lovely Rose was buried.
I fight in my own mortuary
To keep her alive
Scouring the globe,
To fuel her fire..
The smallest sliver of light
In my dark mournful sight
Still, it burns so bright..
Bloods on my shirt
Yet it isn't mine
To conjure last words..
I'd need eternity..
I held her heart,
Kissed her scars,
My eyes boiled blue..
A beautiful blur,
Now I wait for the date
I'm buried with her.