I often ponder the thought of living forever
Immortal
The weary heart chronicler
Of one last cold December
Death does nary escape my mind
Yet who is the keeper
What specter
keeps its watchful eye on time
Stuck in a daydream
Yet I see life written
So clearly across the sky
What fate awaits eternal eyes
Whose lips
Shall be my last kiss goodbye
Would I be stricken lonely
To witness life’s flourishes
As they slowly
Recede below me
Apr 15, 2021
Apr 15, 2021 at 10:13 PM UTC
I often ponder the thought of living forever
Immortal
The weary heart chronicler
Of one last cold December
Death does nary escape my mind
Yet who is the keeper
What specter
keeps its watchful eye on time
Stuck in a daydream
Yet I see life written
So clearly across the sky
What fate awaits eternal eyes
Whose lips
Shall be my last kiss goodbye
Would I be stricken lonely
To witness life’s flourishes
As they slowly
Recede below me