Five Years Later…

My memory of her has survived
the annual tempests in which I purge
myself to squelch her image
from my mind, each feature
she possessed (without equal) still intact
(particularly her green eyes).
Although I now offer my heart to others,
my soul belongs unequivocally to her,
whether she’s noticed or not,
and should she appear at my door,
I’d throw everybody else I love into the abyss.
and present what I’ve reaped from them as an offering to her.

1 Comment

  1. andrea said,

    February 9, 2009 at 11:56 pm

    it’s lovely.


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