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This time
night falls just as a shroud
and all the stars here gathered
hide behind a cloud
burning endlessly
You bury me
this time
This time
you hear my brittle voice
The illness has its way
We have such little choice
See how I bleed?
You bury me
this time
This time
while limbs still ache to touch
see what inspires too little
will yet amount to much
I’m never free
You bury me
this time
This time
a century’s too long
our little lives too brief
to sing our complex song
In hours of need
you bury me
this time
Last time
you shattered at daybreak
I watched you fall
The very earth did quake
Death took it all
Now take it all
and do this thing for me
Just once you bury me
this time
(c) Helen Valentina 2014, All Rights Reserved
For mindlovemisery’s prompt at: http://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2014/07/20/prompt-64-yaaburnee/
I loved the concept of the word for this prompt, and to me it spoke of lovers over lifetimes in a dance of loss and hope.
helenvalentina 
Lovely take on the prompt Helen and excellent use of repetition.
Thanks Michael!! 🙂
Just like an aching sad song. Beautiful.
Thanks so much!! 🙂
Oh wow breath-taking piece and the repetition is truly divine
Thank you!! 🙂
I love this, Sis. Well done!! 🙂 xxxxx
Thanks so much dear Sis!! 🙂 🙂 xxx
This is a painful poem. I live with a chronic illness and this felt as if you were speaking to me. Well done.
Thank you so much, and take care. 🙂 🙂