He’d waited so long to find it,
Where everything fell into its own place.
Each life is but a jigsaw puzzle waiting for the final piece
And although the edges are still a little rough and the corners have yet to be placed
He feels that his is now complete
Yet contentment brings company,
Fear rides upon its back as if a fiery mane
Whisping in and out of thoughts and dreams.
Teasing, with ideas of losing what has been so long sought
Forever he had promised
The forever promised, returned to him
But fear replies with thoughts of death
The final parting
Because sometimes
Forever isn't long enough
This is different from your other pieces (or at least to me it is). I've had this feeling before. Sometimes things are so good they scare you or the thought of losing them scares you, yet somehow you cant help but do a little victory dance at the happiness you've managed to secure (all while hoping that the evil that would happily snatch it away didnt see you).
I'm trying hard to avoid saying that this is really good, but what the heck....this is really good.
I really like the 2nd stanza for the truth it holds.
the first stanza is good... particularly the 2nd and 3rd lines.
And the last line works well with this.
Ha! how about I just read your description of the work up above and realized that I inspired a new style of writing. *blushing*
Submission Name: Forever
