He watched her in her Deepest Sleep

the end will come to all of us in unexpected ways and time

He watched her in her deepest sleep

he wandered life with her, 

and felt the cold chill of lonesome pangs 

as he wondered life without her,

it stretched his heart and made it brittle

as he groped with this, her final bed

he resisted but it was to no avail

he watched her in her deepest sleep

beneath whose sheets he'd reach at will

fulfill love's need and lustful greed

secrets lay there within those folds, 

he watched her in her deepest sleep

when they first had met,

she was an autumn field in country roads 

and yellow mustard mixed with sunflower, 

honeybees and meadowlark's song

in sage filled foothills with creeks 

lined with cottonwoods

she was his

she won his heart in those sunlit skies 

in her bright white dress 

a little past her upper knees 

to show her gorgeous legs

her bright red lips without lipstick 

her eyes as bright as emeralds

so green pristine as crystal, he could see

within her soul past it deep

where only God can see

he knew she was for him

he watched her in her deepest sleep

now here she lays in shallow breaths 

in shadows dim, this low lit room

upon her final bed

he watched her in her deepest sleep

a reminisced mix of pain and joy,

she had been elixir to his lifeless veins

given him reason to fully give, 

to become a willful sacrifice 

where no one else ever could

to what she said and craved

he watched her in her deepest sleep

he wished to tell her, hold her now

and say, "I miss you, please don't go,"

he saw a feeble shallow rise,

her weakened chest imperceptible to all

except his eyes slowly marking time,

ticking down her final breaths 

of life's clock for her to be with him

he watched her in her deepest sleep

remembered place and circumstance 

when they first met, 

a place of selfless dreams through life

in this crippled world 

their souls became entwined

though some scoffed and spat,

"their love won't last, won't pass the test

they'll soon shed each other's love and

take second best,"

he watched her in her deepest sleep

smiled softly with the ebbing of her life

he knew a shell she would soon become

when then a smile he waxed,

how six decades joined proved all them wrong

and how they remained as one

despite strife's struggles and arguments

in this crippled world,

he watched her in her deepest sleep

his thoughts became again sweet honeycomb

when placed his mind 

on when they'd meet again, 

resolved her days were spent,

he saw her breaths were gone 

to the final one, soon to die 

before he left the room

before again, he would ever see

her autumn fields in country roads

and yellow mustard 

mixed with sunflower,

honeybees and meadowlark's song

in sage filled foothills with creeks

lined with cottonwoods

watching him as he slept