"her shadow"

@Uootem

her shadow is cast from a long ago moonlight glow...
a halo in the dimness of once-upon-a-nighttime dreaming
acknowledgement of reality would awaken me...
to drown in tears that should not now be shed
yet the visions of tears are bleeding from my face.

her kiss was like fire, that warmed my heart,
yet now i must watch myself burn 
the ashes of these memories... tasteless like strong poison
the loss of her love crowds me into the emptiness i fear
i learn how lonely loneliness can be.

she is my personal image of love as it should be,
but it is a picture i can't fill... yet can not discard.
my heart bleeds into the sands at the bottom of an hourglass
slowly sweeping along the lucid edges of time
whispering in my ear... focussing me on pain's triumph

the poet hates to see me crumble at my own hands,
yet he holds a pen inspired by my own fate
as he confesses that I will love her forever
but his "forever" is so undefined, so cruel not knowing
he watches as i tear out my own soul.

to her i am but a familiar stranger... yet i know, she knows too much of me
in her hands i learned of love and loss... both emotions so overpowering
she hears my whispers in silence spoken... but listens not
she reads the words written off my page... but does not ponder their meaning
she is my sigh of ecstasy and of despair... she is the bearer of my everything and my nothing

her shadow is cast from a long ago moonlight glow...
a halo in the dimness of once-upon-a-nighttime dreaming
for she is my chosen one... my love evermore.