Fate

Blood, sweat, and tears to overflow a cup,

And in thy last moment, a sigh, a last resort,

To take my hand would mean you would commit

To a complete life of danger and uncertainty.

And in my waking moments, I place you before myself,

And in my sleeping moments I take you to my dreams.

In my last moment, with my last breath,

I will stand in your shadow and hold you to my side,

For in my latest moment I will grab your wrist,

Imprint my force within the pores of your skin...

A simple spell to place upon thy lips,

And seal the whole thing with a kiss.

For in my last moment,

With my last breath,

I will say I love you,

And come to seal my fate.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Poem is beautiful. The gentle movement and the desire of love is strong in the poem. Many strong statements in the poem. I like it all. Ending was very good.
Coyote