Monday, September 17, 2007

My Last Lover

My last lover will close my eyes tonight
My shallowest breaths will arrive and leave
He will come to my bedside, amidst the candle light

I won’t see his face, but his presence I will not fight
As he runs his icy fingers down my neck I believe
That my last lover will close my eyes tonight

His cold kisses will no longer be enough to excite
His pity will not arouse me from my final reprieve
But he will come to my bedside, amidst the candle light

My consciousness is about to take flight
The pallor of my skin is too noticeable to deceive
My last lover, who will close my eyes tonight

I barely notice how my chest grows tight
Soon enough, it will be over and I will not cleave
To he, who will come to my bedside, amidst the candle light

I’m not surprised by how he holds me so right
But when I am gone, I know he will not grieve
My last lover came to close my eyes tonight
He came to my bedside, amidst the candle light.


C.L. Halliburton

1 comment:

robert said...

Very nice. I like the way that you create the scene and allude to death as your last lover. Very nice indeed.