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Almost
You
and I,
tried so hard
to make us last,
and we came so close,
now didn't we sweet Babe.
With love and laughter we fought
and it worked for all those long years.
Heart aches came and loneliness followed
but strong arms can't stop the ache and sorrow.
In early morning light the time slipped through our world
like flowing candle wax in joy filled moments. Tears,
they came, but we kissed them away and love remained.
From dawns first blush until dusk faded in the night,
as we held each other, our passion burned so bright
at times it felt like the very air would ignite,
but like the morning star that soon passes from sight
our flame of desire flickered, filled with words of spite,
as time meanders past and nothing feels quite right.
The candle wax hardens leaving candle sticks stained
with the pain of lost affection and new found fears,
and our garden's flowers faded, withered and curled.
Now lying beside you leaves me breathless and cold,
a wickless mound of wax, no more love do you hold.
Through years of devotion the doubt lingered,
we were too different, you and I.
I could not be what you needed
though I promise that I tried.
Gone is the bright twinkle
that lit your brown eyes
and like your smile
now our us
is no
more.
04/15/2018
Two Etherees split by a Modern Sonnet (Very loosely Iambic Hexameter -not Alexandrian- with a unique rhyme scheme).
Copyright ©
James Inman
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