Heart, Hell, MoonA Poem by Barbara Borelwritten in 1993 at the age of 26
A miracle happened just than a week ago. As I looked into my loves eyes and saw my own.
Brought back the memory of roses and rings, Small kisses, breakfast in bed and all those kind things. His eyes praised as did mine. We will never let go. That kiss brought back every great thing, ignoring all the harm he had done to me. Everyone disappeared as it was our hearts as one. Alone beginning a new journey. My love cried in my arms as the day began. begging my forgiveness. " how could I have doe this to you... not you." As he felt my immortal body near his I remember the taste of his blood no woman shan't ever taste. Forever together now aw he cried, " make me marry you" over and over again. Come to me I'll let you live. Don't let go so I will live.
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Added on November 13, 2016 Last Updated on December 3, 2016 AuthorBarbara BorelMetairie , LAAboutBorn and raised in New Orleans. Use words as a way of expressing myself. I dont write for an audience or to get praise or please anyone. Writing is therapy. In my eyes expressing words in paper... th.. more..Writing
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