Poem: Ode to Love (or One Last Chance)

By: Angelo McCabe


Though at Death’s door
Or perhaps she at mine
No one answers; what of that?
And yet, my heart and soul hang
by one last breath, the thinnest of twine.
With myvery last ounce
Like a fool I cling
To the hope of a life-giving kiss
A smile or your “yes”to redeem
To make my heart ring and pierce the veil
Stronger than a thousand church bells could ever sing:

“I am yours … and you are mine”
One last time
Even though it’s a lie
Forever, together
One last time.
Now I can die.

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