Tonight, In Your Arms I Just Died - Poem by Cyrus Diaz
Tonight, in your arms I just died,
I can’t feel your heartbeats anymore
I can fell the warmth of your lips no more,
Wan are your lips, your face
Oh that round familiar face that
I once kissed, that I once pat
Stiff are your limbs, you don’t move
I can fell the warmth of your breath no more
I can feel the tight of your embrace no more
Our eyes, our hands don’t cross anymore,
What is it your thinking? Very deep, very vague, what is it in your in your fist?
Oh, your cold, you’re pale…
My love, is your heart still bitter?
It was so long ago, so long ago that the white wires on our heads did grow, you don’t forget it still?
You don’t forgive me still?
What is it that I have to do just to please you? What is it that I have to sacrifice just to ease your demise? Yes! Your presence is here, physically, but your dead, your thoughts are dead, your presence is dead,
Your feelings are dead, you are dead!
you are cold, very cold, dead cold and I can’t warm you anymore. Mine, mine feelings too are dying,
it’s choking, excruciating, its slowly killing, killing my heart, my soul, my emotion, my mortal being. And if it’s without me that you are seeing would revitalize your being, tonight remember, this very night, I just died in your arms tonight, yes darling I’m dying, I’m living that you may come alive again.
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