SuperNova Afterglow: End Of Days

Locked Away

Believe is what you said and so I did,
waited, alone for you
in this uninhabited dark.
Trust is what you said,
hold fast I did,
dying inside,
awake in memory, slow
decaying in my heart.

Visions stir,
enter pale light.
I seek anew
just the touch of you.
The essence of true love lost
I crave.

How to get back in your good grace,
see your dark face
with an approving look.
Encased in my cell,
I've chased away hell,
relegated to lament all you took.

You'd unclothe me,
leave me to spoil?
Such sickening sweetness,
now emerging, awakened
amid the odor
of your rescinded vows.

A taste for your flesh
lingers on hungry lips.
I have not forgotten
your tongue, teeth-gnashing
youth, truth inhaled;
now blemished,
lurid, hiding from me in light.

These visions stir me
from a dense antechamber,
enter pale light
to seek anew
just the touch of you --
the essence I crave.

You left me here.
You left without goodbye,
blemished
to stain and die.
And, the one reason I waited
In death was to celebrate
when you join me again.


10.31.17
46 lines  Free Verse

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