Last Dance
I stand before you, mentally beaten and bruised
Pained by the thought of your very existence
You have consumed me for too long
An obsession I would rather have done without
Sadly, I am a tortured soul
Being pulled from one extreme to another
Is it wrong to not want you to be with anyone else?
To wish of you, just for me?
Am I selfish to keep you at bay, feeling that I can do better?
While secretly hoping for me to be your one desire in this world?
When without you, I yearn for your touch
I am wounded with each day’s end spent alone
Carefully, I will you to need me for your very survival, even just to breathe
Yet hypocritically, I breathe on my own, just fine without you
It seems I have loved you forever
You are my one true weakness, my downfall
I suffer alone, as I ache for you to no end
And shamefully hold inside my soul, a sinful knowledge
That in a perfect universe you would be mine only
As I would be yours, for the taking
Alas, the time has come as I quietly mourn
For this is the end of our journey together
The final night, so bittersweet
I give you everything, just this instant
Two hearts joined, swollen with memories past
Carefully intertwined, complete with the utmost pleasure and pain
It is one which we shall never forget
So come, before we part ways
This is the moment we have been awaiting
One last dance together, my darling
Copyright © Melisa Burns | Year Posted 2006
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