Epitaph
December 14, 2006
She was so tender, like a whisper in the dawn
She was so gentle, like a blush of modesty
She was so one of a kind, like a goddess’s fingerprint
She was so her, she still is, and she will be.
“I was so tender, like a whisper in the dawn
I was so gentle, like a blush of modesty
I was so one of a kind, like a goddess’s fingerprint
I was so me, now he makes a beast of me.”
We were so tender, like a pair of lovers should be
We were so gentle, like a timeless thought set free
We were so one of a kind, I in her and she in me
We were so us, we still are and we’ll always be.
“We were so tender, like a pair of lovers should be
We were so gentle, like a timeless thought set free
We were so one of a kind, I in him and he in me
We were so us, what a sorry thing to be.”
I look around
I see no tears
There’s no sound
Of mourning here
Therefore I smile and rest in peace.
“I look around
I see no tears
There’s no sound
Of mourning here
Therefore I smile and rest in peace.”
