My body lies still beneath the hush of thick translucent moonbeams and an eternal speachless breeze that moves upon my flesh before my last breath. My skin, quiet in itself, tingles like tiny pin pricks from the inside. My mind, calm and unafraid of its fruitful being and an uncertain future. It talks in secrecy with itself about what to do and how to feel. A tear slowly gides and slides along my face to finally fall and reach it's end in the grass and earth below. My lips, wishing just once more to smile for someone else's eyes to feel. When sudenly my eyes find themselves in thier own blackout. I see nothing and feel nothing, just an absesece of sound... but I'm still here, keeping such an inner peace. As I lie here in saturninity and muteness, I wonder where I will go and what I'll do in this forever sleep that has fallen upon me today... and I think, this was my death... as I wander through my own thoughts... suddenly my eyes open... and I smile cause there is another to feel it. I am no longer alone in this place.
© 2001 Copyright Daniel Komoll
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