Live to depart
Saturday, September 23, 2006
He held her in his arms,
she could sense his helplessness.
Tonight he finally smelt,
the emaciated fragrance of love.
An aroma which had gone undercover,
taking shelter like a clover.
His hands were visibly shaken,
his eyes were readily reddened.
He could not ask for more,
he just wanted this moment.
A moment where a look in her eyes,
would suffice to last him a lifetime.
He was smarting from the pain,
hurting from its seemingly absence.
Yet tonight it reappeared,
he could hardly believe it.
He took one last look at her,
he knew his love would see her through.
Through a life destined to be full of happiness;
he was heading a path of realisation.
That his love for her would last them a lifetime,
that his love for her is never a matter of possession.
That his love, his love for her;
No man can ever come close,
no one can ever envisage,
no words can ever describe,
no place will ever allow.
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