Our Last Night

I remember sitting there next to you watching you sleep. You are so beautiful I thought to myself. Your skin like silk, eyes as diamonds, the most precious gem to ever exist. I just sat by your side watching you sleep with so much pleasure and gratification, anticipating your awakening. You slightly moved your head toward my direction as if knowing I was there. You opened your eyes and looked toward me as if looking straight through my soul. It created a chilling but sensual feeling all at once.
Excited by the way your eyes dance through my spirit, I leaned over to kiss you. When you did not respond, I was reminded that I would never physically touch your lips again. For life is no longer upon me, my master has now become death. A slave to a destiny that keeps us apart, for now. I know you cannot feel my embrace as I hold you this very moment, but I know that you can feel my presence in your heart knowing that I am here. With my physical dead, my heart and soul live for the very thought of knowing this. Embrace my memory and savor my presence close to your heart with a tear of love that exemplifies and magnifies your beauty this very moment. Forget me not as I depart from your side one final time.
Goodbye my love.....