last chance

Pangs of separation tear my heart
for she still lives in, deep there
her smile ,haunts me, my dreams
for her lips, all red, full and living
as a person and cherished dream
for i still need just her to live

my breath still holds for her look
that one rare glance she used to put
slow and steady my heart moves away
but still skips a beat or two for her
that perfection in her just unmatched
for no god can recreate its magic

rarely does one create life so pure
I was afraid to touch her or talk
for she is so innocent so pure
the fear of blemish holds me back
for courage, that I do not lack
i am here living just for her sight

for she still lives on here alone
or does she live just unaccompanied
i wait for minutes and seems hours
there is no sight better than hers
i am still longing for that glance
for i know this is my last change