Rescue

Our love lies in a darkened room
Bleeding in the gloom.
A fresh faced maiden, aged and week
A bold young man now wizened and meek
Dying well before their age.
The sunlight fading from memories' page
Gasping like landed fish
Looking skyward for one more wish.
To touch again on midnight station
Escaping on that train- to nowhere
Kissing all the way.
So who will rescue?
Who holds a key
To save us from eternity
Alone in that darkened room
-Called home.

poem by Kevin East
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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