by Stephen Logan Knight

Created on: May 19, 2008

"Never"

(In Loving Memory
For my Tattooed Queen)

Taken away before your time,
The debt paid before the crime,
Left but never forgotten,
Your soul will forever shine.

You've been lost to all time and space,
Cremated to a world that no longer has a face,
Your tormented self is free to go,
To travel away from this wicked place.

Never going to see the sun set,
On a beach so soft and wet,

Never going to hear the waves crash,
On the break as they reach the shore.

Never going to hear your voice,
As it says my name,
To hear it sweetly said,
Was all part of the game.

Never going to hear you cry,
As you type your troubles to me,
Never going to hear my last goodbye,
As you have heard before.

Sleeping the long dream,
The only thing I can't keep from happening,
Is this last goodbye from ending,
Because I am afraid to weep.

Never again going to experience love,
To hold one so dear is all that amends,
Never going to wake from this last hurrah,
Goodbye my sweet for it all shall fall.

Falling into the great abyss,
Catching a hold of the stars,
Traveling with the moon,
As it waxes and wanes,
You must speak to me when it rains.

Never going to see your smile,
Oh, I will miss it not just once,
Never going to laugh at my funny jokes,
Even at the ones I didn't coax.

Listen to the song that will forever remind me,
Of the love you had for life,
Listen to the sounds of it all around,
Even so deep in the ground.

Never going to see your face,
Never going to be at peace,
Never going to win this war,
Never going to be able to open that door.

Be at peace my fine young friend,
Because it's way before my time,
Just know this well,
You'll always be in my heart for all eternity.

Bestowed upon you is the halo of life,
Between the light and the dark,
You will fight that eternal war,
And bleed it into the floor.

Never going to be,
What I always knew you could be,
The loving mother I saw in you,
The caring wife that I knew was you.

Never going to bleed,
The gift of life,
Never going to blend,
With heartache and strife.

This is my final tribute,
To one so dear,
These are the final words,
I long for you to hear.

To my tattooed queen,
May you rest in peace,
Until the day we join you,
For then time will cease,
But for on that day,
Let the world rejoice,
For all will be together,
In one singular voice.

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