My Never Ending Poem Poem by Allen Austin Bishop

My ears may never fall upon you again.
And for that, I want to create something that is lasting, perennial.
For you, my words have no beginnings,
and no endings.

They are timeless.

If I could, I would leave everything to you.
I gave you a song, I give you my words.
When I am gone,  the words written about me,  will be all about you, there will be no question.

Some days,  I spell out your name,  in my mind,  over and over,
and over again, making each letter consonant with each vowel sound, open,  never closed.
I close my eyes, hoping the letters you give me will never end.

A memory of me laying with you, locked in an embrace,
listening, like a voyeur, to your breath, each exhale becoming my inhale.
I mourn that you are not with me.

I see your picture.
I close my eyes, and frame your voice,
your deep,  deep voice.
I close my eyes,  never to open them again.
For you, my poem will never end.