Death Of A Lover Poem by Pen Anthony

Alila held his picture
Next to her throbbing heart
Her eyes sparkled in the moonlight
Staring at the cloudswept sky

The image of his nut brown eyes
His cherry tasting lips brought
A tendril of warmth in her
Making her underbelly spring

She longed for a pleasure
A crust of pleasure that he
Had introduced her into
Her eyes glowed in want

She hated death
For it had robbed her
It took him out of her embrace
Into it's grip