RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Loving You Until I Die - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Hearing your silence in the room where I'm sitting,
that's all that's been left to me.
Tears flowing, anger being stifled because I don't
want to be angry at your memory.
It is still too loving and joyful to be ruptured by
the anger of your having left me.
Wanting only to be near you, sensing your being even
though you cannot come to me.
Loving you until the day I die, then my love will
find you in that other universe and dimension.
The one that I cannot enter into now while I'm still
alive and well.
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