River

I stood on the river hoping that you would come to my arms. Still remembering all of your love, and your heart stopping charms. I stood on the river as around my feet the small carps would play. I told you I'll wait so from spring through fall, winter and summer I'll stay. I watched the trees grow old and heard the deaths of birds who sing. As my skin burn from the sun and as it would later through the cold sting. I prayed every night while the moon in the sky would pass. I cried every day for I knew each may be my last. I stood on the river as the bear made his charge. And bleed in the river as the scars he made grew large. I tasted the river, the cool sorrow knowing you I will not see. My tears laid within the river slowly moving away from a love never to be. I never did send out moans or yell while in constant pain. Just what I always did, just called out your sweet name. I was dying in the river but my soul fought to stand guard. But it could not go against man's designed no matter how hard. As my eyes slowly close for what I knew was my farewell. I saw you coming as my name you continued to yell. I cursed this river knowing from me it was all taken. And forcing me into a slumber never from which to awaken. My eyes opened to see you lying  with your beautiful eyes close. I cried so hard when I realized that we exchanged are souls. You said a few words, but I was deaf to all talk. Then you gave your life so I may away from this river one day walk. But I have no where to go since the one I waited for is right here.  And as I turn the world is so foggy and this river remained clear. So this river I'll sit and make it rise as I cry. And give a last smile when in this river I die.