It was a physics made by time,
A harsh chemical reaction,
Moment of uncertainty,
Explosive attractions.
Split second of bliss,
Contradiction of peace,
And there was a release,
That I will never see.
It was a his last picture,
A fatal phenomenon,
Wasn't because of his beauty nor magnifique,
But the astounding radiance of his spirit.
A struck of lightning placed at the heavens,
There an accident occured at his feet,
Crimson red snow why did you show,
Beneath my lover,
His blood so deep.
On the winter night,
Underneath those Christmas Lights,
There my man lost his soul,
As the angels singing holy.
The picture of his smiling face,
As he waits for my presence,
His cheeks red and lips blue,
Skin soft like a satin do.
I have the flowers he wished he'd give to me,
Unusual feeling of jamais vu,
Oh how I'd wish now that I was early,
So my husband will never be alone in the december night,
Laying on the ground as we speak our last goodbye,
Sinking in the crimson red snow together he died as I cried.
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Romance"You'll never know when, you'll never know how, you'll never know why she will come for you, But when you do, Please don't forget about me." • Check out the rest of Poems About Him and don't forget to comment and vote!!
