My Heart Still Whispers Her Name

Hands ebb the flow of my tears,
Fingertips chasing rivers of my pain,
Distant is her love unto my arms,
But still my heart whispers out her name,

I grow tired of my weak and feeble mind,
My pride walks behind me in the rain,
And the heavens anoint me in my anguish,
But still my heart whispers out her name,

The nights only comfort is her pillow,
A faint essence of her perfume remains,
I gaze beyond my window through a tear,
And still my heart whispers out her name,

Till I sleep emptiness consumes me,
Crawling on my skin and through my veins,
As teardrops blur the stars above me,
Still my heart keeps whispering her name,

By: Martina Smith

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