In Passing

Letters writ and sent

Words salvaged and spent

When the night comes close again

Leans in for a kiss

I'll remember what your eyes said

How they begged, give me this

And nothing less

How worlds collapse beneath our lips

And I remember, cold December

And the tragedy of years spent

Without her, yet I live

For every second, if not for circumstance

I would have died then

And never known this indifference

This acceptance of foregone conclusions

I remember changing the world

I lived in, now tell how me how

To give in, to a world without you in it

Letters writ and spent

Ink exchanged for a modicum of sanity

Bitter reality gripped the flesh

And left for dead my favorite

Moments, I wish it weren't so hopeless

And steal my second glances

Through these wine glass distorted seconds

A little drunk, a little less than

My own expectations, dancing between graves

They all say her name

And mine, how does the divine die

So quiet, a whisper swallowed by the wind

I see the world first and last

Tel me how this passes

For happiness, when the shadows dress me

In shattered dreams, and I'll never see

What could have been

Only her cold skin, and my empty hands

And bitter ends that stand in line

Where gods interfere with the years

Because we dared to rise above them

Where devils whisper in my ear

That I'll never love again

These complications, this wicked end

Has left fingerprints on my flesh

Tiny scars that only I see

A face that I know isn't me

Tell me again what crime I committed

That deserves a sentence worse than death

And I'll tell you, you'd have done the same

To taste her on a single breath.