Love's Remains
Writhing in pain,
You wrestle in the bloodied sand--
Clawing at the coarse grains
In intense fervor,
As if you could pass your pain
To the earth on which you throb.
Faintly......
I try to call out to you
From my sunken stupor on the same arid earth.
But my words don't come
As my collapsed lungs,
Like two deflated balloons,
Curl up on themselves inside my pounding chest.
Faintly....I see
You clenching a missing part of me.
Through my oxygen-deprived haze,
I realize you took my breath away.
The warm, sticky feeling in my fist
Catches the last of my senses
As I come face-to-face
with what remains
Of something very uniquely yours--
A beating heart.
Just then I see no end of our struggle,
Clawing at the coarse grains,
As we wrestle in the hallowed sand--
Dying in Love.
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