Breathe For Me

Passion/Loss/Love

Pull me from this grave oh love,

from this deep dark tomb i cry.

Feel you i must, another minute inside,

my bones will brittle from dry.

One touch of you, a thousand years,

one touch of you i sigh,

releasing all the built up tears,

 hungry sleepless nights.

Walking on the face of the deep,

in spirit, i do roam,

 holding you in ghostly arms,

this void, it is my home.

Alone my soul waits for you,

my spirit, it won't be still,

as the void, deep inside, 

my passion is too real.

Close your eyes, feel me now,

softly touching your hardened skin,

taste my kiss, breathe for me,

till we meet again.

 

Author's Note

Relating to someone who has passed on or who is simply lonely.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

The wish and hope for more my dear friend. We do hold on to.
"Close your eyes, feel me now,
softly touching your hardened skin,
taste my kiss, breathe for me,
till we meet again."
I liked the above lines. Honest, strong and tender. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[The Unknown Sith]

This is a good read I enjoyed it. Well done.

[Relic]

Had a lover or wife that passed I'd feel gratified and blessed for a visit from them.
I still wait for a sign my father....but nothing.