love me when i can know..

do not trust
the wind to tell me
as it may be
busy to scatter my ashes
unto the waters
of my choice, or yours

nor leave the task to
the candle which light now
flickers in the twilight
of my death
may soon forget what was
unsaid, or stammer
to mimic your whisper
the silence you uttered

tell me before
my failing ears yield surrender
to a call so loud
persistent these days
dragging my soul
to the walk, a path blinded
maybe until
i hear...them said

let my eyes see last
your heart naked
and that promise i know
you will never make
let me leave, believing
i lived awhile more
to feel what i heard you say
in my last
dream

*note..the title is not mine, this is something i have always heard my dad say when i was a child..