I continue too

I continue to curse, my ears and eyes, for they would not or could not hear your
cries

Mine eyes, neither seen or saw your pain

I curse, the nose upon my sadden face, for it so misses your perfume

As I sit here now, and remember our love in these empty rooms

I can feel my pending doom, in this, a now darkening world

I give in to the things, which once kept me from being, half way pure

More then half, of my soul; have you, torn from this body

It is so hard now, to care what the others might or may say

For I still miss you to this very day

I never sing or dance any more; it is all I can do, just to pray

I see now that, even God would have a chore, in returning you to me

Sweet earthly girl, I could not share with you, who I truly was, before

Only glimpses could I give to you and to the world

I knew that,  that would simply not do, for you
 
I curse that we come from different worlds

I curse that awful, rotten, dirty, day that you upped and walked away

The wings that still remain, yet hid, flap no more

I curse that I am unable to stop loving

You

A thought by Sinbad the Sailor Man