[ Forgive me ]

Forgive me
For not being the first face you saw
when you awoke in those cold hospital beds

You know that if I could
I'd warm you shivering body
with a thousand kisses of the midday sun
while threading rubies, diamonds and lapis lazuli into your dreams
and when you would least expect it,
I'd blow fairy dust your way
and touch the color back into your cheeks

I am sorry
I could not embrace you with angel wings
and harbour you from the tempest
that rages inside you
  around you

When the moon weeps for you
and my soul withers and fades
like the death of a thousand brilliant butterflies
through a petrified forest
I feel the suffering
that lays weary on your heart

I am sorry
that my breast was not the pillow that you fell asleep on
my arms weren't the blankets that covered you
I am sorry
for not being there to hold your hand
in those gremlin hours
when bored childish gods
dealt their cruel blows
of the Nine of Swords

Forgive me
for not being there when you need me the most
But most of all
I am sorry for adding to you torment
with my constant badgering
my endless harassments
and that my tears were not the panacea you needed


*Steve*