My Love Dies With Me When I Die Poem by David McLansky
My Love Dies With Me When I Die
My loves dies with me when I die;
Her image fades as does my eye;
I, her painter, her life recorder,
Who chronicled her sins in order;
She dies with me with my last breath,
Her mortal memory laid to rest.
I burn my books of poetry
That gave her name eternity;
Thus in life, as she deprived,
In my death, she is denied
Thursday, October 3, 2013
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5/16/2024 5:43:18 PM # 1.0.0.1119
sad it's so and not otherwise.