Tonight... <br />I am alone, <br />my thoughts <br />and memories <br />of you <br />sit next to me <br />on the old bench. <br /> <br />A canopy of leaves, <br />chestnuts, <br />serrated in their shape <br />and deep inside, <br />gives shade and comfort now, <br />but warmth comes from within, <br />where blood flows free <br />and carries some of yours, <br />it was a heady day <br />when we stood up to pledge <br />and plunged the needle <br />like two addicts into flesh, <br />I loved you then <br />and things will never change, <br />we are as one <br />and like the blacksmith's bellows <br />our heart shall beat <br />beneath the sun.<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich 2<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/beneath-the-sun-2/
