I have to say Good-bye - Part 3

Written by: HGarvey Daniel Esquire

My Imagination Wanders  : To Be beside “YOU my Dearest Most Only Beloved Lenore”
Yet: I crawl through the crevices of the Graves, to Deep Craters, of my Living Hell
My Dearest “Nubbies“  , I was the Cribbage Champion ,the Day YOU Entered Glory
It’s so Black now, I can see the Scarlet Embers Leading  me to the Lake of Flaming
                                     Blood Red Tears

All my Dreams of Heaven’s Glory, of Our "Eons FOREVER"; Will never touch my Eyes :
I’ve  come, to an eerie meadow , where Black Flowers Bloom Shadows of FORGETTING
My Dearest Most Only Beloved Lenore, Your Scent in my nostrils; Voice  in my Ears:
You keep me Warm, in the freezing, Flames of Hell; Your soft, Auburn hair in my hands

                                                           To be Cont.

Inspired by Carolyn Devonshire

Dedicated to my Fellow POETESS’ and POETS at POETRYSOUP
                             Thank-YOU : TPS