a stone and a casket on a cold amber eve i slowly unpacked it beneath your tree in the canvas sack laid a shovel and a spade with a breeze at my back i perched in the shade up from below came a warm pool of steam you want me, now i know it never was a dream my throat, dry and cracked my lips parched of thirst it won't be much longer, darling or my heart will surely burst i was going to save the love you wouldn't take like the ring to you i gave that you buried in the lake and forever i would be your mortal slave so true and love you more than he you thought you really knew i waited atop your mound of dirt two deep breaths and a silent prayer an empty vase and a grassy skirt i never wanted to put you there but i knew i loved you and forever planned that day i slayed you, that part's true but it was the only possible way the earth was soft and warm and wet i dug 'til i coughed from drowning in sweat when i found you and beheld you you were waiting for me there your nails had turned blue and you clutched at your hair in tears, i dropped and knelt at your feet my heart had to stop you never smelled so sweet i took you in my arms and held you to my chest when i heard the alarms coming far from the west i climbed from your tomb in my arm rest your head like a bride and a groom over the threshold to bed i rubbed your back so you could rest 'til my eyes became so sleepy with my face buried in your chest that night i slept so sound and deeply when i awoke you were watching me i shut your eyes but they popped back open i didn't want you to ever see the tears i cried from my heart so broken your head lolled and rolled to one side i kissed your lips to wake you up but your soul from me you still try to hide my darling, i promise i will never give up
Reason for writing:
just another one of those days i guess
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