Love

There is sorrow in the black of your eyes, my love. But in the green that surrounds that black, I see tenderness. There is sadness in the whiteness of your skin, my sweet. But in its white silkiness I find warmth.
I can’t watch you leave again and yet, I know you’ll never leave. The simple thought of it, though, brings me agony. I can’t stay and watch you go; I can’t go and leave you here. Life will go on, whether or not I’m here or you’re here. But love will not, that is my grief, love will not go on if one of us is gone.
There is sorrow in the black of your eyes, my love. There is something I can’t explain, which grows deep inside you and slowly shows its face through your sweet dark eyes. There is sadness in the white of your skin, my sweet. There is a subtle emptiness to your touch that brings back memories of when you weren’t here.

Sorrow

I am now in the darkest night
looking for you
of whom there’s no sight…
life is through,
at least for you…
then why does it feel
like without you nothing’s real?
You bathed my soul in sweetest light
with your love, wisdom and care…
as sure as clouds are white,
I knew you’d always be there.
Loved one,
dearest departed,
you’ve taken my sun,
my life is now unguarded…
Father…
God knows I want you back!
In my heart lies a void
whirling, twisting, hurting
in oh so many shades of black.
Feel my sorrow,
but on it do not dwell…
I’ll miss you forever,
your tenderness was a spell.
Love eternal I send to you,
token of words unspoken
of what I couldn’t see through,
of all my sweet memories…
of you.