Thursday, December 11, 2008

love

Wearing a black pin-striped suit, staring
Setting his eyes on the rainy sky above
Tranced into deep thought, preparing
Step for step they shared their love
Rain seemed to race to the casket
Burial spot now filled with water
Splashing down like he’d made a basket
He remembers how he caught her
Like a fisherman reeling in the big one
Both clumsy, bodies hit, food everywhere
Now, standing there, everything done
Praying to got to take him there

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