Dreamer of Shadows

I Hope Death will tell me the day I am to die

I hope my Death strikes me with a feeling of relief and acceptance

He watched and waited since I was a newborn in the hospital

Fighting for breath through tubes

So small I could be held in one hand and covered with another

You looked over other babies in the NICU, but didn't take me

That is when our intimate relationship started

I can see him in shadow, feel him around the corner

But his presence is not cold

It brings fear sometimes, but also becomes warm

His watchful eye

This neutral being that watches with indifference and no emotion

I watch him with longing, craving for him to take me

To make me his or carry me elsewhere

We watch each other with a quiet understanding of life and what must be done

And what is wanted

Oh, my dear Death, please be kind when you take my soul from my body

When I am laid to rest in your arms.

If you touched me, would I feel you?

Or would your presence be felt for a split second, like my Death, perhaps

Death, when you come, take my heart and bury it where only you can look upon it

That's all I ask...

For this fragile heart, you didn't take long ago

Is only yours

When I cry, let it be you who holds me in the dark

Let the hourglass spin round and round

And my lips turn blue from the air you steal as I kiss you

Let your immortal bones be the thing that holds me away from this world

Yet, my bones hold me to this world, no longer my love

Let your robe cover my eyes, of things past and gone

As the hourglass turns and the years become centuries

Let me stare into your eyes

Please look into mine

As I bask in awe and cherish the joining and feel of us

Together forever

My Soul and our Bones...

Parted No More.