The Agony of Dying

If only I could have seen
Her face when she had died,
The life fading effortlessly
From her beautiful eyes
As the blue corrupts to black.

I would have done anything
To be by her side, the woman
I loved and cherished, as God
Took her hand and led her away.

I left her alone to die.
Alone and cold on a summers eve
All life’s vitality swam away
As her fragile heart let go.

I would have waited forever
I aged a thousand years waiting
For her kiss to avenge all the
Lost and broken years,

Yet now she is gone forever,
A wisp of smoke on a distant
Horizon and I say to myself that
If ever there was a girl who

Could make me mourn her death
So much as this, then truly
She was the most perfect girl
For me.