How cruel can life be
To place in my path
Deliberate reminders of what I do not have!

I suffer the suffocating longing of the seemingly impossible,
Each day I see you smile in gay abandon.
And feel the irony sink in like a hot knife on a slab of butter.

You are not smiling at me- I know-
Just wish you would!

But life has a different trial for me at this moment.
Perhaps it tests the flight of the arrow
This confident archer cast so many years ago,
With the promise that it would only land,
Where death dissolves the resolve of all earthly vows.

So I watch my life fade in the heat of new found passions,
That sear the seams of promises made back then,
And look aghast at the frosty miles that I must go in my sleep.