In my time,
times of youth and life,
I have seen the winds change,
the rains fall,
the flowers die.
In your eyes I saw
heaven, my eternal love
for you.
Every move you made was
a swift command
to my heart
to beat a little faster,
fly a little higher,
catch the falling stars
you threw to me from
your beautiful moonrocker.
The life you breathed
into me was a sound
yet glorious praise to
some unseen, unheard
mystery in the universe
hovering in my
pulse ... my blood ... my
veins.
Now crushed are the
petals that once
blossomed under your
footsteps;
Muted are the songs
that you brought
to my ears;
Still are the limbs
of your stone
body; not in
endless sleep, but in
loveless life,
morbid soul you
sit and torment
with the one thing you
choose as love.
You'll never know
love --
You have broken
me like the
frail spine of
a fish, spun me into
oblivious peril
and unjust remorse.
Played like a child with
a toy;
the broken ones go
back in the box,
to only be seen
at the light of
the yard sale next door.
You have broken me for
the last time.
