Archive for April, 1994

You Are

Monday, April 25th, 1994

You are the brightest star
on the darkest night
A sweet cool breeze
bathed in pale moonlight
You are the one true cause
for which all men fight
You are love

You are the first spark
that created fire
The passionate kiss
that fuels desire
You are the desperate need
to take a man’s soul higher
You are love

You are soft clouds
and the bright blue sky
A tender rain that ends
a season gone dry
The final answer
to all questions of why
You are love

© 1994 Zawacki April 25th, 1994
written for Pamela Holm

Her Love

Tuesday, April 12th, 1994

He sits alone in the dark
Tears breaking the silence
Her love breaking his heart

Like a warm bitter rain
They bathe his face
They wash his pain

Life bleeds slowly away
He hopes and waits
Another day

His mind drowns in memories
Her words and gestures
What used to be

His soul lies vacant and torn
A wretched shell
Black and forlorn

His eyes closed for good; no longer crying
His heart stopped beating
Her love finally dying

© 1994 Zawacki
April 12th, 1994 for Pamela Holm