By Tony DeLorger © 2011
How shall I count thee,
among the living lost,
betrothed to falsehood’s veiled grin,
enthrauled the lies of ghosts.
How shall I appease thee,
for all that souls have cursed,
upon your weary body yet,
cannot contain your thirst.
How shall I admonish thee,
for all your goodness done,
for selfless acts and loving,
when all around is gone.
How shall I placate your fears,
when courage rules your way,
in darkness plagued with thoughtless care,
in damage stand unafraid.
How shall I assess your love,
when angels furnish wings,
to those of heart and kindness,
that life through them can bring.
How shall I reject you,
when all you are is mine,
the deepest sea and broadest sky,
pales to you, for me.
How shall I not love you,
your beauty and your soul,
impart the best that I can be,
and resurrect my life to whole.
How shall I live without you...
I shall not.
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