Long for you to turn
& then...smile at me again.
But – the photo won’t
listen to me...'Listen to me! '
Deaf to everything but – Death.
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Your grave buried now
beneath such snow & prayers.
Both angel & I
gazing at nothing...sky...
you so alive...in my head.
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So cold...my shadow
frozen to the ground...fract...ures
as I move away
I leave it behind and grow
another to take with me.
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Falling now over
& over the rain has grown
older it would seem
I pass through time leaving all
sadness behind. I love you.
Dónall Dempsey
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/long-for-you-to-turn-tankas/
