Final Moments
Death's dark shadow
lurks callously near.
My precious love,
a mere shadow herself.
We shall treasure
these cherished,
coveted, idolized,
fleeting moments
that are left to us tonight.
Last few weeks,
a blur of pain
and desperation,
denial and anguish.
Tears crashing down...
a raging torrent
of hopelessness,
an ocean of agony.
Our love, forever exorcised
from this earthly existence.
Minutes, moments, memories,
ticking clocks, sunrise, dusk
Dragging my kicking,
screaming psyche, nearer,
and ever closer
to the exact milisecond,
when my beloveds breath,
life force, smile, twinkling eyes,
warmth, humanity, loveliness,
soft spoken words of comfort,
will cease, stop and end,
with the despicably cruel,
cold, heartless horror, and
excruciating finality of death.
Copyright © Kim Shaw | Year Posted 2015
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