Teardrop Memories
Last night, I saw the bosom fire
die in your eyes ...
never felt a heart beat so cold inside
Dawn ember lips whispered
a soothing eulogy
One last timeless pleasure taste,
before the glow embrace
dimmed ash lonely
That morn mourn kiss goodbye
cut like a double-edge knife
Leaving my severed heart
to tear bleed ...
Separation pain has got me
feeling phantom beats
of lonely teardrop memories
The lipstick mirror message
you kiss signed
in my steamy shower grief,
got erased without a trace of regret
But I felt the dissipating heat ...
so no words were necessary
You had long since gone,
leaving me with a half-filled home
of empty teardrop memories
My separated heart
still can feel the phantom pounding
of two pulmonary beats
And this severed tear bleed
drips with searing pulse agony
So I store my teardrop memories
in an attic chest left unattended
Hoping that the autumn years would
evaporate the pain ...
To merge my lonely sorrows
in a flowering spring rain
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