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