Mine

05.05.98

The stain of your breath upon my heart,
The forgotten whispers in my mind,
The eternal memories of your face,
The ache of all I've left behind;


These I ponder with unblinking eye, 
heart turned unfailingly to veracity,
and wonder at the hurt and tear
and the pain of the past in mine eye.


Shall I give my soul to this melancholy bent,
with these tears that leave me blind;
or push forther toward oblivion
and wipe clean the slate of this divided mind?


Ocean dreams that turned to dust,
Spanish dances upon foreign sand,
The heat and illusion of forever love;
All these deaths weigh heavy upon my hand.


Yet, whisper the fever of might have beens,
and watch this pitiful child draw nigh;
Too close to flames of lifelong dreams
and this love that cannot be denied.


The stain of your breath upon my heart,
The caress of your voice in my mind,
The eternal love that lives in my soul,
And I hear you say, "You are mine."