Her
finger at my cheek,
Voice
timid and meek,
I
see the ends of her lips shiver,
Words
dying there which she couldn't utter,
She
choked and smiled and cried anew,
And
her soul whispered, I love you,
She
looked at me, her eyes red,
As I lost the love I once
had
Then
she asked that which I feared,
'How
can you be so hard on me dear..
Was
everything a lie you said,
Was
it never there, the love we had?'
I
shook my head, my eyes bowed low,
I
was crying and she shouldn't know,
How
can you be so hard? She asked again.
My
love, you stone, said her eyes in pain,
I
wanted to console but could find no way,
How
do I tell her I am dying today?
From my Poems: HERO
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