"A Jealous Lover's Gift"

"A Jealous Lover's Gift"

In the corner of my empty room
Hangs pictures of the way we were
Cannot believe it left so soon
Magic spells our love did conjure
Echoes of your lonely voice
Still ring from these dark walls
Can't you see I had no choice
From beyond, your angel calls
You forced me to draw the line my love
No time to play your games
I felt the thunder from up above
And tasted the burning flames

Your eyes are gazing back at me
As I choke the air from which you breath
In my graceless attempt to end your life
A moment in which for me, to grieve
As you start to dream your body calms
The bag un-fogs from your last breath
Your deep-glass eyes and sweaty palms
Open and unknowingly welcome death
Your still, dead body lies comfortably
In the grass beneath your moonlit sky
Our performance passes unforgetably
Nor ever stopped to question why

Bright stars depart your soul from earth
Shining brightly on into the night
And told it's story 'till death from birth
Of all your deeds and weary sights
(Sailing on into the star-hung morning)
In the corner of the mid-night sky
Hangs stars of light, the way you were.

Copyright. 1992 S.L. Schofield