My heart tears
Even as my eyes bleed
...........you
With another
My soul cannot bear
Even as my body
You cannot see,
Or maybe, just maybe
He became me:
My life was transferred -
My eyes and hands given to him.
He touches you, the way
I used to:
His touch - My touch!
He kisses you, the way
I used to:
His kiss - My kiss!
Even as melancholy
destines that I feel your touch
and your kiss,
Reality
Perturbs the senses
And all I feel
Is sorrow,
For I know
my tomorrow
is spent without you,
My sky is no longer blue.
I call the blackest clouds
that brings rain to my soul's eyes
To become a storm.
I needs the rain and wind
To wash
The memories of you
Away.

Copyright © 2008 Leslie Alexis

Leslie Alexis

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