The night I fell in love

Her last words ring on:
" I 'll love you even in death"
Like the bell that sits on church tower calling for devotion
her words ring on
Though not here
the warmth of your touch
clings to my skin
like a plague upon it
Time flies
but the thought of you
sticks to my memories
like hairs to the head
refusing to grow wings.....

Every night
I see the invisibility
of your presence
hovering around me
I can swear to it
I hear echos of your silence
reverberating in my head.
As you dangled between life and death
Although you spoke no words
everything you said was heard
the words that came out of your eyes:
" This is how far I can go with you
someday we'll meet in a better place......"
but her last words linger on:
" I'll love you even in death "

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