your strawberry tongue is not so sweet these days
held behind your peachy lips drawn thin
across all that ivory clenched together like a portcullis
what happened to our long drawn out kisses
passionate as any lovers ever walked hand in hand
to a bedroom of delightful *******.
We died long before your corporeal death
and I left to ease your troubled spirit to free you from our promises.
You died my friend as we knew you would
I just did not have any clue to how that would feel, until now.