Immortality
Pierce lightly this pulsing wrist,
chaser of needing night replenish
allow me . . .
a farewell to eternal rest
in peace
allow me . . .
a last kiss to he
who is unmindful of this heart.
Now take me.
Copyright © Jill Martin | Year Posted 2006
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