Goodbye

To say goodbye is something I wanted to do least in this world.
I would rather be ripped from limb to limb,
Than to succumb to its hollow reality,
Whereby I must live without the one I cherish.
Such an empty womb of love.

I wish for no no more than to love you and kiss your sweet lips,
Though you are banned from me now.
I must not kiss them and I cannot linger upon them,
For they will be like good-tasting poison to me.
So fine and frenzied are their action,
That I will be caught in them.

To hold and to wonder at you one moment more,
And I should not let you go for fear I could not taste you again.
For fear I could never rest my ear and hear the life that beats in you again.
To value the splendor of you and yours so truly
That I can capture your very movements with my mind's stencil.

To wonder at you and to have you as the witness to my dutiful love
As boundless as the words which fix them to you
And as the only act of courage I shall perform,
I must allow you no comfort in me, I  must withdraw.
But I do not do so without a heart so full-
It yearns to be beside you and be your very energy.
For I fear now, there is nothing but goodbye-
One so full of unaltering love, it shall not leave you.