Past

A shadow is coming, bringing the past

it comes with a message from a last love,

What door is closed ,must be open again,

wanting the pain to never return.

With it's touch the memories rush back.

Passion like fire consumes her within,

the touch of his lips upon her own.

Wanting more and staying in that moment forever.

A new one comes, laugh and joy spread all around,

they are bound not as two, but one.

The painful one comes a last. She shudders at what she has done in her past.

Remembering what happened, death as come, to take her half, not bringing her along.

Months on end, the sadness grows,

wanting to be to be full again and leave the world.

Now he has come to her agin, alive and well, to be with her.

Avoiding him for the pain he caused,

unable to take him back, he comes and comes,

like poison to her soul, not being able to take it anymore.

They bind again, as one, forever as love, never to leave again.