I thought I saw ‘the one who left too soon’. (I call him that to separate my thoughts, Of those amongst the living with his name.) He spoke but once, inquiring of my life, Just like him, to think of others first, And not to tire the listener with himself, His petty cares, his grumbles, or his pains. “I lived for you as well,” I told him, “I made each moment count because I knew, Four score and ten are not bestowed on all....
~ We opened our eyes ~ To find your tears Raining down from Heaven. ~ You fought the good fight With all of your might Until Heaven called you home. ~ Every day, Every night Your smile shone bright Now your loving Star Shines from heaven, bright. ~ With every rain drop falling We all shall be knowing You're thinking of us, wholly. ~ As our teardrops fall We are, forever more, ~ THINKING, LOVING AND MISSING YOU ~
“Terry, what is love?” I grinned at her, “What we have. That’s love.” I was sitting on the side of her bed, holding her hand, rubbing my thumb up and down along it’s side. I felt the dry, almost waxy skin through which her bones just about showed, and tried to ignore that IV line dripping into the back of her hand. She smiled, “Yes, it is. But what is the definition of love?” I frowned. She was getting serious, and I didn...
your hands caress and pull, showing me the power of my feral desire for you. I beg you to fuck me, to burn me alive, to melt my boundary walls, to make me the thing you would choose. as your body enters mine and your mouth takes all there is of me, I feel my life drain away to be replaced by some unknown numbness. oh, the pump will continue to beat and a voice that sounds like mine will speak all the expected nicet...
