HE WAS ONCE HER BREATH

March 6, 2010
By LOVEONPAPER BRONZE, Frederick, Maryland
LOVEONPAPER BRONZE, Frederick, Maryland
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Favorite Quote:
You must be the change you wish to see in the world.
—Gandhi
We are what we repeatedly do; excellence, then, is not an act but a habit.
—Aristotle
Work like you don’t need money, love like you’ve never been hurt, and dance like no one’s watchin


He was once her breath; He left her for years
Now he brings her death; He returns tears
Tears she once shed; Like a river flood
Till her eyes blood red; Full bloom to a bud

Here she withers; like a winter rose
Lovers lay hither; with a poison dose
His mistakes repaid; By guilt he suffers
His lover lies graved; As he joins sinners

How foolish he’d been; letting go true love
For treasures unseen; Myths he had heard of
Impulse of the young; Lifetime of regret
Forgiveness on tongue; a broken duet

He may grieve forever; As anyone would
In mourning flavor; Begging all he could
For her lips sweet taste; Eyes of mystery
For her soft body chaste; Her divine beauty

All he has left now; Memories of her
A union vow; broken by bitter
Mans’ mortality; It spares not lovers
Nor beast nor beauty; Nor corrupt haters


The author's comments:
JUST A LITTLE SOMETHING I PUT TOGEATHER. I REALLY LIKE IT...IT'S KINDA A QUICK PACED POEM (ON PURPOSE). I THINK IT CAPTURES THE MOOD AND FEELING. TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK, IMPROVEMENTS, W.E.

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