TP Sage

Rookie - 42 Points (March 24,1958 / Coral Gables, Florida)

My Last Breath - Poem by TP Sage

Hers is the only shadow on my wall
I trace her curves with gentle thoughts.
There is just enough light
so that I can know
her silent silhouette
lies beside me.

Hers is the only fragrance in my air.
I close my eyes and float
with the perfumed breeze
Her presence lingers
like a morning mist
and I am the meadow
that she rests upon
before the heat of the day.

Hers is the only meaning in my words.
Her dreams are my poetry.
Her life is my song.
Her melody makes me dance
makes me sing
bringing joy to my helpless heart.

Hers is the only heartbeat within me.
Cut her and I bleed.
When she cries,
I am her tears.
I am a drowning man
and she is my last breath
sweet ocean air above me
beckoning for me
to save myself.


Comments about My Last Breath by TP Sage

  • (9/22/2007 12:21:00 PM)

    This is wonderfully romantic work TP, thanks for reminding me of what I had beside me for many years...he is still there in spirit and always will be. smiling at you romantic heart, Tai (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 22, 2007

Poem Edited: Monday, April 11, 2011


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