Epitaph
Epitaph
Life’s candle flickered
from tomorrow’s window
while I breathed through frozen lips,
and watched her final glow
dim like a dream
in the eyes
of a fading firefly.
Yet in the shadow of time,
her eyes will not be replaced by the sun,
outshone by the moon,
or bedazzled by the stars,
for I will always
feel the warmth of her soul,
holding my heartbeats
into the echoes of the night.
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