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Melted Snow

Dead before you died.
Lying there eyes blank.
You whose eyes spoke volumes,
Struck dumb.
Their light dimmed
Your hard drive wiped,
No more that passionate embrace,
Now there was only passivity
Your passion had dissolved
In the acid that was Aids.
But not my love.
That was not eroded.
You had left many months before.
Blind to the pain you caused.
Heavy the guilt I sometimes felt.
I wished this burden lifted.
To be rid.
I wanted you to return, return
And inhabit that place you had, left.
Find a path back from the twilight.
Grasp Ariadne's thread.
Slowly you faded.
No last rally
Each hour a razor cut to me.
I bargained selfishly with God,
Let him live a vain plea.
The judge has judged, sentence passed,
No reprieve.
No fanfare your last farewell,
Just a gentle sigh.
Safe at last.
Like the snow that had melted in the night
You were gone.

(To Graham)

poem by Paul Brookes
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