Unto The End Poem by nikki hays

It was a mystery to me
the way he smiled
his touch on my hand as we walked
oh what a loving entaglement
passion soaring to heights unimaginable
the glowing autumn leaves turned with his kiss
he sauntered into my life with prowess unseen
ebbing currents of desire flooded my soul
his weathered calloused hands caressed my being
and there he stood, motionless
peircing steel eyes cut me to the bone
his leg brushed mine as would the softest furs
and then he was gone
dream lover, imaginary being of mythology
zuess and atlas, the world i searched and none could compare
oh fire that burns within my frail shell
what happened here
when did i fall
i shall never speak his name again
its but the softest breeze upon my quivering lips
and his memory forever shall remain
i will often feel his sun spun hair against my waiting cheek
and upon the jagged rocks i sit
i watch
i wait
and when the dawn of time again begins
i shall be here
as i was
in the beginning unto the end