I taste her tears...

still wet upon her trembling lips
and break

the ache of one so gentle
almost too much to bear.

I kiss her eyes
the pain so tangible runs deep

fresh wounds criss cross older faded scars
upon her ashen cheeks.

I kiss her forehead
and try to tell her... I'm here

she does not hear

as she leaves me without moving
I realise sometimes words are not enough.