He Poem by janice etienne

As i lay dreaming i knew that their would be nothing left of me
as his past takes over my bright memory
my tears has taken over my body
i knew he was crying out to me

As i thought of his pain and his great loss of dismay
i felt he shall forever keep me
like a bluster in his body and a knife in mine
life for him was just to risky

If i were to see him again life would be a bliss
i would kiss the lips of death and i would remember this

At night i would lay on my bed lifeless
while his passion indulges into me
Oh, so sweet, so calm, so pathetic, so loved
he looks into my eyes to read me
like a chapter in a book that never ended

Yes i have found him my love so elegant
he kept me.