Date: Tue, 25 Jun 2002 02:08:40
Subject: Jealous
From: susannenbreone@aol.com
To: reginespersonal@hotmail.com

Regino,

Every time the tortuous thought comes to mind

that I will nevermore

see the lady I will always mourn,

my memory dredges up such grief

swelling within my heart,

that I must ask, “Why linger here, my soul?

The torments you will be subjected to

in this life which you already detest,

weigh heavily on my terrified mind.”

Then calling upon Death,

as I would call upon lovely, soothing Peace,

I say with yearning love: “Please come to me.”

And I am jealous of whoever dies.

Susanne