By Damien Knight
I loved like no other man but my heart was shattered!
She was my desire, my every dream.
Waking is a nightmare, finding her not real.
Despair would fill every crevice, every seam.
Ebony haired, emerald eyes, ruby lips
my hands reach desperation on my fingertips.
Craving her voice like a lost ballad
the denial of her leaves my skin pallid.
How can I breathe when she takes my air?
Don’t you know how wretched I am
waking alone in sweat soaked despair?
I look in every pair of eyes I see
alas when will I see that angel face?
Have pity on this poor basket case
I cannot sleep any more, eyes encircled
all because of that beauty I marveled
If only I could never wake again
I would stay forever there with Ana.
Weeping when the night ends
for seeing her is life manna.