"She is like a circle, with no beginning and no end. She is forever strong, forever faithful. I will follow her to the end of eternity. For my longing for her is, too, but a circle."
She floats through the night on a dream,
and gently lands beside me.
I feel her softly touch my cheek,
As her tender song rocks me
into deeper slumber.
I struggle to wake,
to gaze upon her beauty
but as I open my eyes,
She is carried away like a whisper of smoke
odancing on a breeze...
Each time I remember,
the first moment
when she was lost to me.
So many times,
tears have soaked the pillow,
that cradled my head
in her moment of conception,
that I just cant seem to throw away.
So far away
from bloody thighs in the bathroom.
So far away
from an indescribable pain.
So far away now
from the panicked flick of the wrist
that flushed her away.
But I lack the strength to free myself
of the burden in my heart...
If only just once I could press her hungry mouth
against my chest
that still seems swollen,
and nourish the tiny life inside her.
The life I failed to sustain.
If only I could hear my angel's laughter
from outside my head
and not just with my heart
And hold her and look into her daddy's
baby blue eyes, kiss her softly,
watch her sleep.
If only I knew that
that I would gladly give everything I have
and all that I am
just to hear her say "I love you"
I love you