Writing Loving beyond living...

[Mnemolth]

[b]A love eternal[/b]

There are many things I cannot do,
I see you but I cannot touch you,
I sense your sadness
And as much as I want
I cannot hold you,
Caress you, comfort you.

Encased in the coffin of your black dress
I feel your pain and your need,
Every beat of your helpless heart
Only tightens the noose around your neck.
I know the paralyzing palpitations
That suffocate you, drown you, exhaust you.

And,

I can do nothing,
For I stand here,
Looking upon you without eyes,
Listening to you without ears,
A silent soul adrift
Around you, about you, in you.

There are many things I cannot do,
Without form, without voice
I?m an invisible mute.
Yet, weep not for me my dearest,
For our love needs no form to give it substance
And no voice for it to be heard.

Until the Lord brings us together once more,

There are many things I cannot do,
Racing along the shores of spirits
Watching you pass on the river of life.
I can only pray your journey is a smooth one,
I can only wave and call to you
And tell you how much I love you.

A love that will survive,
A love that will endure,
A love eternal.

[vegeta rocker]

it is nice......it kind of invokes feelings of being helpless.
I would say to clean up the grammer a bit but it kind of goes with it in an eerie way.

[Mnemolth]

Thanks for the feedback. :)

Eerie? Hmm...I guess so...it is about death after all. Maybe a little bit too morbid for the likes of these Boards...;)

[Corey]

Morbid? Yes.
Beautiful? Definitly.

That was a wonderful poem. Like VR said it envokes a feeling of helplessness. I also found a sence of mourning in the context of those words.
[b]9/10[/b] Very good.