You will never know
What its like
To have death
Speak in whispers to you
As confidant
And harbinger of things to come
To whisper the prayer
That brings his kiss
To know when
It will land on you
With certainty
To have creatures seek your comfort
Instinctually knowing your closeness
To the last breath
And the realization that comes
From his love
That kindness
Life
And its cessation
Is wound together
And only truly undersood
By those whose eyes
Can widen enough
To see
All
Is beginning
And ending
Always
©boaterics
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