You ran your scarlet nails
Across my back
As his face rose up before me
The cheap Indian earrings
That I had bought you
At the flea market stall
Crawled across my chest
And I let it happen
As his face grew clearer
For more than forty years
I've lived within
This sacred dream of you
With your jet black hair dishevelled
And your blouse unbuttoned
And his face blossoming
I always blamed myself
But now I think it's time
To finally blame you
I was still a child
At sweet sixteen
And you two decades older
I had no way of knowing
That the seed I sowed
By loving you
Would never cease it's growing
You doused the dying embers
Of my smouldering youth
You stole my dreams of innocense
You told me lies
And upon this cross of tears
I sacrificed those wasted years
With his face flowering before me
I married you
Ten years have passed
Since your breathing ceased
And still I battle
With your cold ghost
I left you but did not realize
That you would never let me be
Innocent and free again
With his face raining petals
Around me
Carlton Carr
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/gay-poem-his-face-rains-petals/
