The last words she whispered, the warmth of her breath, <br />Taken away so quickly, by the coldness of death, <br />How those words tangle around my aching heart, <br />Strangling my soal, it tears me apart. <br />For she is my woman, but a woman no more, <br />The woman i love, the woman i adore, <br />How can this be, <br />That she is taken away from me? <br />How can i live without her by my side, <br />How can i breathe now I'm hollow inside? <br />How can the world begin a new day, <br />When I am lost, stuck here in today? <br />My one, my love I will never again see, <br />Her bright blue eyes looking back at me, <br />Her breath on my neck as we dance through the night, <br />Her astounding beauty beaming out in the light. <br />I cannot let go of those last words she said, <br />They race and echo through the puzzle of my head. <br />How can she be gone, when i still feel her lips <br />upon mine, i still feels her hips <br />upon mine, in this lonely time. <br />I can only but wonder, where my one is now, <br />I can only but think she is happier somehow. <br />Without her i have died inside, a shadow of who I am, <br />For she is no more, and I am just a man. <br />The saggy yellow moon gazes sadly at my one, <br />As her body lies perfect, her spirit has gone.<br /><br />lindsey ashton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-one-8/
