Lily Espinosa Poems
Death Of A Soul Mate; Death Of The Girl
Her hero's gone away,
Will he come back another day?
She could not say.
She let her soul mate run away,
And something inside of her died.
'Now I don't want to come out and play',
The little girl cried.
Left all alone in such a big world,
He is not there to protect her,
No longer will he make her feel safe
In his warm embrace.
He used to love her but things have changed,
The girl is alone.
She let her soul mate escape,
Her insides hollow, the girl is left opaque.
As i hold you,
Thick black hair,
Feels softer than i thought it would,
Passing through my fingers.
So carefully structured,
As if you've been sculptured.
Wet brown eyes that take hasty glances at me,