I
Want
To think
You will live;
You will be happy;
Calm when God's reaper comes bidding —
I know now it circles dusk's musty unpleasantness.
Deprivation of a pure heart; disintegrating face. An obscure, alluring dream.
Imposing - never forgotten archetypical characters dangling enchanting crystals orbiting around golden spheres of memories.
I wanted to think you would live; you would be happy; calm when God's reaper came bidding.
All torments I hasten to forget; I will never.
Eternity scarred your heart's fears.
I never believed,
So fervent
Your faith,
You'd
Cry.
I
Am
Sorry.
I was blind.
Glad to share your life.
I speak, and your spirit listens.
I say caresses.
Are you there?
I wish
It
Were
Just
Sad
Visions;
Tentative —
I cannot let go.
I love you.
Do you
Hear
Me?