Possession Beloved, Possession Bereaved
Inject my blood into your veins
Inhale the air that i exhale
Feel my thoughts, caress my sight
Catch my starved sigh as it slowly,
Pass you by
I watch your shadow stalking you
As you disappear into that night
From which you never returned
Other than in the projections,
Of my pity mind
I dream of you, i forever cherish your image
It stained my world with blood and with joy
I should kill you for the pain you caused me
Possession Beloved, Possession Bereaved
But this pain is not for you.
Poetry by Robert EH
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Written on 2005-11-09 at 01:48
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