Good Friday 18.04.14

Charleston Heston frees' my ancestors

The Angel death passes me over.

   Does  she not know how much  I love her?

Her beauty flawless, skin perfect, and though she's embraced me many times, I always wake up and she's gone.

13.06.14 on our anniversary

I remember this day so well

              Because I thought this time

You would stay

You held me for days 

kissed me deeply 

Gave me the lead jewel's I still carry

Alas I awoke to cacophony of tubes machines  and crying people.

But you were gone!

Death  

the only face I wanted to see

And you abandoned me