Every
day she watches over me emotionless
Standing
cold as ice she gazes at me silently
She
weeps no tears on this her daily vigil
Smiles
as furrows carve paths endlessly
As I
gaze blindly round the room in fear
She
waits patiently
In the
corner of the room, where I can see her
A
vision in my world she stands majestic
Staring
at the void I scream in terror
Charming
with her smiles, remains angelic
The
storms my body takes, she swiftly calms
With her
everlasting calm she's so mesmeric
Slowly
she approaches me
Her
warm lips meet mine
And
at the touch of the Angels kiss
All
suffering forgotten
She
welcomes me to her world
I enter
peacefully.
©
Fergus Martin
2013
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