When I Am Dust
as you
remember
slender trees
and sonnets sung
on open seas
will you, my love,
remember me?
when I am dust
unto the grave
entombed
within the white
worm cave
will you
speak for
my soul to save?
and when I burn
in flames of fire
for heated passion
and desire
please toss a rose
upon my pyre
Copyright © Tom Mcmurray | Year Posted 2010
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