Death Or Your Arms Poem by Azul Noir

In the night your voice broke through my pain
Calming my restless dreams
They faded together and left like a vapour
You became real and I lived in you till I died

Now after death I exist as the damned
My salvation is held in your hand
Your escape is the catalyst of my end
Sped up, Slowed down
To a blur, To a crawl

I search for your 'blue liquid sunbeam'
I search for the strength to walk on
My anger sustained, lost and regained
Is my measure of time on this
stretched out green mile of pain

Either death or your arms awaits me at the end
I hold my broken but beating heart
handed me by my one lover and friend.
I will always remember your smile,
your eyes and your arms as I slept