Scavenger of Death
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To bid farewell to you was life's cruel pun
while love remains so deep within my heart,
unending, as flames of fire in the sun.
Death, the dark scavenger, tore us apart.
Without my hand in yours, moonlight grew dull,
facets of stars lost their glitter and fell.
More lonesome than cries of a lone seagull
is my soul when I weep, "Love, death did quell."
Heavenly forms hold meaning for others,
those who soar to greatest height on love's wings.
But I am bereft. Loneliness smothers
when I recall sharing those wondrous things.
To be yours once more would brighten the moon
Of love and life, both were slain much too soon.
Copyright © Lin Lane | Year Posted 2016
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