This ache 'neath my breastbone is ancient and ill
From endless betrayals that sicken and kill
My wretched soul's dying, my mind's taking leave
No dreaming, for there are no dreams to achieve
This haunted heart's hollow, yet black sorrow~full
These empty eyed horrors have taken their toll
My breath, nearly done now, comes quiet and weak
Why could I not call to you, why could I not speak?
Why couldn't the thought of your touch fill my loss?
Your guiding hands knowing each bridge I must cross
Your sandlewood eyes, your earthenmusk scent
My lips can but taste our sweet love that's been spent
And as I lie waiting, life's respite draws nigh
My fists limp beside me, no tears fill my eye
Your lingering fragrance still clutched in my chest
My last breath is you, love ... and finally I rest