Poetry With Me

I thought I laid all of this to rest

the sound of absolution rung inside of my head.

I breathed in a defeated breath

and walked away from a life that had been long since dead

Yet here you are in my dreams

haunting my memories

I try and push them back into their place

the red ribboned box I hide inside my brain

But you seep out like a fog with no restraint

I hold, I beg, I plead, I cave

This glimmer of hope leaves traces of invisible thread

I did not realize I had begun weaving instead

Passing the time with cobwebs growing in my head

they tug at my heart

forcing it to beat to the rhythm of love we once had

I fear the scientists were correct

There is a life I am living somewhere else

where you love me to death.

Oh, the torture I feel from the knowledge of it

Why in another life, another world, does she

who is, I, get you instead?

With Love,

GV Rioz