Die Writing

Desire for death

Posted in Uncategorized by erdaron on September 16, 2011


A lover’s memory.


I feel I could die, right now, and it would be the most exquisite, wonderful, gentle death. I would welcome it with joy and humility. It would be the perfectly placed period at the end of the most fabulous story.

I would go without agony or regret. I would smile and close my eyes, my mind swishing, drowning in your fragrance, cuddled in your warmth, the world now detached and I adrift. Simple, final.

With you, my life does not reach a climactic high, does not crest a staggering mountain top. It arrives at a graceful resolution, the sweet words of the very last answer to all the questions, the long-sought peace at the end of all the struggles.

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