Tragic Love is a poem of a couple after they suffer tragedy, and their relationship. |
Tragic Love Icy Fingers follow me Howling and blasting past the key Turning silently in the door. Entering the hall at last Purgatory for a forgotten past The embers in the hearth still glow. I was just playing the part For which I had been cast Another lifetime ago By the cruelest hand of fate Hero and heroine to the last Tragically in love. When I called to talk on the phone You were emotionless and detached, Your voice seemed so distant I felt all alone Were you still there? A candlestick flickers on the stair Rose petals strewn everywhere White satin floats on air, The hint of some perfume A porcelain face frozen in time Your hand reaches out and grabs mine Rosy red lips say they still are mine They still taste like a red fine wine You were sipping moments ago. Icy veins begin to thaw Together we have been through it all Tenderly we cling to each other Choosing to share the moonlight Streaming over the wall. Silk and lace fall to our feet Embracing together Like tendrils of vine Our hearts still intertwine Tragically in love. Copyrighted 2009 Steve Lambert |