POEM 1

By heather

I feel the cold fingers of death,

wrapping around my soul,

withgrip so tight I can't break free.

I hear you calling after me,

I want to answer, to call back.

Oh God, I don't want to leave you.

I'm falling now,

in what seems like an endliss pit of nothing,

just black and empty,

like my heart once was,

before I met you.

I'd do anything if I could stay a bit longer.

Still falling,

down and down I tumble.

Your voice is weakening,

And inside I'm sobbing and begging death's release.

I listen harder,

but your voice has faded to a whisper.

Wait, I think I hear you, "I love you."

That's what you're crying out.

I gather my tired soul's last strength,

and pull myself up.

I cant leave you now.

I cant leave you because I love you too.

Once I feel I'm at the top of that bottomless pit,

I find the strength to open my eyes.

When our gaze meets,

we share a moment too precious for words to describe,

I cough as I try to speak and tell you what I have wanted to for so long.

But you hush me with a sweet kiss and an "I know."

-Hiei