Poem -

Here's to You

It’s in your eyes as the color fades out, a soulless transition.

And as you lie I hope against eternal values that there is more for us.

Infinity, an eternity in the presence of the gods.

Yet I cannot, it evades me; this peace in a placebo.

You will fade from my grasp and into my mind.

Haunt me my dear…never forget a smile and passionate heat.

My mind devoured in grief-stricken repose; where my life was held…now only meat.

I smile through the hurt of this damnable void, you always could do that.

From the depths of wrath you pulled my bloody head.

Seas of scorn I had cast; but yet there was beauty to be found.

A seed to nurture. You watered me in such a way none had ever.

I grew.

And from this I was yours eternally. Hate made me strong, abuse made me cold.

It still remained and festered. Union of two minds held back Rage’s clutches.

But you too were in possession.

The needle that bound you, together we broke that vile syringe.

Two split coins forged together through the grinding of life’s plates.

Coal turned diamond; you and I.

Now hold me in the dark as I hopelessly write. I race to find you.

Forgive my futile attempts to capture your essence in such petty words.

Here’s to you.

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