Parting Love

God gave me everything i prayed for.
when he gave me you,
my hands never raised again for a prayer.
but then a time came when
those hands clasped for one last time,
fighting a losing battle against fate
while she struggled in a bloodbath.

I kept gazing at those watery eyes,
i dived into those waves,
swam across those meanders,
reached heaven before i went blind.

Her tears helped retrace my way back,
but like a bee trapped in the flower at dusk,
my heart slipped under her eyelids and
then the dawn never came.

if losing everything is love,
then I'd be the greatest loser
experiencing the ecstasy of sacrifice.
I stood by her grave weeping
and swore that never would i
drink and drive again.