The beauties of the long spacious fields; pearly and innocent glimmering of the waterside hedge;unfathomable wonders of sweet dreams,are all I long for in this fractured moment.
The familiar whiff of my lover, the night-dark skin of my heartthrob;
Low and catchy tone of her voice are all I long for in this weary time.
The babel of awesome family time,sweet stories of the times dug out; circular sitting around the old brown dinner table,are all I long for in this sleep smeared nights.
The fearlessness of this irreversible eventuality, the 87 years of awaiting peace of afterlife; the poking of life in its eyes of its promises and hopes; the trans-celestial journey of no return Are All I long for on this Deathbed.
Remember: All must die.
