The Dearest Dead

Greetings, my love, from the grave, Those you left behind; the bold and brave What I wouldn’t give to once more see your eyes, To see the beauty of another starlit sky. I’ve missed you, dear, since you’ve gone And drawn your final breath at dawn. Those of us still alive and well Must now be subjected to living Hell. The pain engulfs me, the loss abounds My anguish a shoreless ocean, my grief without bounds My love for you remains, my passion forever ablaze Even when the world has stolen from me the beauty of your gaze. Each time I wake and don’t see your face, I’m reminded of the warmth of your embrace. Now gone is the dazzling candescence of your smile, And now all joy simply feels juvenile.