Passing From Love Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Passing From Love



Sounding solace in measures of beauty,
lighting my soul in houses of midnight sorrow.

Taking my hand, kissing my fingers, noticing
their lifeless disposition, waning heart beat,
growing weaker with every second.

Letting my love sink into the sunset without me.
Hope dwindling with your voice, passing quietly
forever from our love tonight.

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