I hold on to your tissue <br />The last one <br />That your slender fingers held <br />As you surrendered <br />To a cannibalizing growth <br />That devoured every morsel of your vitality <br />As my sweet delicate angel <br />Was carried by her kin <br />Far beyond my reach <br /> <br />As I stare at the paper tissue <br />Soaked of your final tears <br />Painted in your shade of rouge <br />Strewn with your jasmine fragrance <br />That sustains my sanity <br />Holding me like a harbor <br />In the absence of your arms <br /> <br />A paper tissue <br />That brings me back to you <br />Over and over again <br />My tide to your golden beach <br />As I reminisce those final moments <br />When your serpentine life <br />Gently slithered away from you <br /> <br />As I surrender to your final moments <br />My own cancer grows <br />Metastasizing cells carrying your impression <br />Growing each passing second <br />Overwhelming my world <br />As tears befall like the monsoons <br />To my crumbling eye sockets <br /> <br />For a lowly tissue is a potent carcinogen <br />To the cancer of the mind <br /> <br />The memory of you......<br /><br />Dilantha Gunawardana<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-carcinogen/
