A Silent Suffering Poem by nishca koeries

When the light in the sky rests at night
I summon up memories of you
Memories of our sweet, devious planned moments
In silence
Alone

Your face to me
Not a guiltless remembrance
But a sin worthy of thought

If space should fold over and time relapse
I would place your heart in her hands
Her hands
Not mine
To guard it honestly
Not lust after it guiltily

I do pray that the heavens above be merciful on your soul
And that a sweet harmonious harp play the notes to your name
And do clear your heart with rhythm and song

As darkness enfolds us while the light in the sky rests, I pray

That my mind may fail to remember you in the coming new day