In My Arms….One more Time

I have watched the light grow dim in your eyes
as the energy fades away.
Never knew that pale pink skin
touched by loving hands
can take on such a gray pallor.
Your body is failing
there is nothing I can do
other than sit
your hand in mine
sleep more so than awake
which is good
for you cannot
will not
shall not
ever see the tears that I cry
as I wait my darling
for you to take your last breath.
Sinuous whisper
a gentle caress
I hold you tight in my arms
loving you
forever and always
even when you have left me behind.
Life ebbs away
I can see your spirit dissolve
a slight smile on your face
as pain recedes
even though I am dying
my beloved
why must you go?
I have no drive
no need
no desire
to continue on with this life
when you my dear
are cold
so far away
even when I can feel your embrace
diaphanous
strong
your voice in my ear
telling me I can go on.
Tears.
I sit next to your grave
hand resting slightly on the soil
wishing that for one more time
I could hold you in my arms.
©July 2/19
Picture via Pinterest
***This poem was inspired by loss and grief.***
Not my own but from conversations with others who have lost loved ones.
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