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as i lay here in the dark
i held your letter
white and stark
a lover you were
flame and spark
your kiss It was
a watermark

though on the page
no writing sweet
that kiss was burned there
warm and deep
as i pressed it to my cheek
i began to sob and weep
what i sow i do not reap
i can talk, but talk is cheap.

a reminder of my pain
the watermark becomes a stain
how i wish that you'd remained
the friend who i
at first had claimed
now my heart is
torn and maimed
i listen to it's
sad refrain

now in the morning
comes and hark!
I hear the sweet sound
of the lark
the sun is rising
o'r the park

the stain of
tears now
my own mark

now with the page
in morning light
i sit down

that's right

i write


soulsurvivor
catherine jarvis
(C) october 5, 2014