A cold hand touches my cheek, but it is just the wind,
The breeze that caressed us as we lay
Peaceful and warm among the shadows,
Tangled together and guarded by stars.
In love – in a moment.
Now she walks one way and I the other,
But her voice still lingers in my mind –
I hear its unbroken beauty shattering the stillness,
And I know I would throw my memories away
For just one more moment with her.
But all I can lose is the watch upon my wrist
A kindness and a curse, and
All I have left of her to touch.
Though I walk lonelier into the years,
I won't let go.
I could not save myself, could not find the path.
Was I too lost for salvation?
Perhaps you could say, but perhaps
I was the one who lost the way,
And she saved me.
Unknown "Mo Matt" Frisky
- 16 years, 10 months, 13 days ago