I feel as though my heart lay
bleeding
On a countertop.
The pain is like a flooded scream
That cannot, will not stop. I cannot live, I cannot breathe;
Pain is all I do.
I cannot think how I can be
Long living without you. Ah, God! I want you back so bad
That I would gladly die
To hold you in my arms again
And not care how or why; To hold you in my arms again
And tell you of my love,
And then go gladly back to dust
Should I your heart not move.
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon. Free for personal or non-commercial use.
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