Perfectly Foolish
Stupid.
I am
To think that I'd be rewarded,
For decades of doubt,
The Denial in the sublime.
To be caught so unawares,
I missed the moment,
Completely.
Stupid.
To hold you so tight,
Yet empty,
In grasp from my,
Reeling fingertips,
That ached in the very thought of you.
Stupid.
To be so set that,
Change tempts me none.
Fighting everything you,
Were given to show me.
By the sublime of the heavens.
Struggling against,
Decades of wait.
Gasping for air even as
Her Gift was to fill these lungs.
Stupid to imagine,
One more piece
Of hope.
One more gift
Of charity.
One more touch
Of compassion.
One more breath
Her lungs to mine.
One more exhale
Of God,
Into this now dead chest.
I have found the punishment,
For disbelief.