Poet’s note: See, I do write dark things from time to time. Other than angst. LOL

wrenched apart
skin tearing
bone breaking
torn from existence
breath came in great shallowness
leaving altogether soon after
the promise of darkness close
I could not hold on
he would not make it in time
the words so desperately
wanting to be spoken
were to be lost
when the light of my soul
left this shell
I reached out
hand grasping at air
eyes fighting to close
I succumbed to the pain
when his fingers
caressed my cheek
I forced my tired eyes open
desperate for one last glimpse
of the face so longed for
his pain was but a mere echo
of mine own
reflecting my sorrow in his eyes
unable to speak
I used what strength I had left
reaching out
the blood on my fingers
of no consequence
I touched his cheek in return
pressing my lips to his
hungering for this moment
my entire life
he responded
our tongues dancing their last
now he knew
all I had felt
my sight blurring
I whispered his name
as I collapsed to the ground
the darkness engulfing
my last memory
his screaming of my name
I would love him forever

© Johanna Fugitt 2017