Monday, July 7, 2008

...

do you believe ?,
the smile on my lips,
the forrowed brows,
the tear rolling down my cheek,
and the lingering happiness,
as you hold me ?

do you remember ?,
my true love,
the righteous angst,
high hopes,
and vivid dreams,
as i am held ?

you must,

for the dead don't lie.

2 comments:

mysterious_malady said...

too lazy to use caps and too lazy to correct the spelling error !

Me said...

For someone dead you write very live poetry!