dust
 
she lay there so calm
so cold her eyes stared at me
embracing the cold earth,
as one
dust to dust
memories like this
do not fade away
 
this didn't have to be the only way
i whispered in her ear
she lay so still upon my bed
still warm
blood stained lips carressed her skin
eyes so cold
cheeks still red
hold you close my dear one, my dead one
now you are mine, and mine
alone
i control who you are and for what you are.

gareth j m saunders
http://www.garethjmsaunders.co.uk
(c) 2002