I Watched You Leaving
I watched you leaving, saw you wave.
Your face lined with sickness
body bruised and beaten
eyes set in a mask neither happy nor sad
the lover that I could not save
It was not the first time, both of us
did not have the courage
hopeless and abandoned
living in a world and unable to plan
a future where the pain would end
I knew youd phone me, later on
and then I could tell you
love endures unshaken
in spite of everything that refuses to change
the woman who commands my heart
Louis William Rose
June 1994
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