my dying bride

on the anniversary of our unconsumated wedding
i walk through the narrow corridor
where her cold monument is placed
wings spread open like an angel in flight
and on our wedding day
it was her soul that flew from me
looking up at her monument an angel
the unseeing eyes staring down
looking up at her as i touch her face
such beauty forever imprisoned
locked up and alone in this cold place
here where i find peace in my soul
she reached to me in my resting place
laying here just at her feet
crying tears from an unsettled heart
blinding memories of the day she was taken
the night i took my own life
why couldnt i follow her there
to rejoin her once again
but here my soul will stay
loving her stone bidden form
i will stay here forever
endlessly keeping her company
an aching in my soul to love this angel
a thought in my mind
a hope a forbidden wish
does she reach for me there
as i reach for her here
if i called out to her
would she hear my cry
my lost angel
my dying bride