You
kiss the chill
upon my nose
each day
as
I
awake
smiling again
at the pieces of dreams found
fitting perfectly inside these solemn eyes
Caught, just before they disperse in each morn's dewy mist,
opening wide the cold topaz with fresh fires
which burn unanswered questions
into each new
sky
as
I
feel you there
in the warmth of Sun's new embrace
a gentle touch upon my upturned face
Held up, within the stubborn day,
when Normality beckons me
slowly,
Waiting
for shadows to be cast,
so that you may walk amongst them;
on the edge of my perception
Only
to return, later,
in our long sleeps final blink,
to the blissful night where
we dance upon
the stars
again
until,

we almost...

we were so close, this time.

Remembrance hits - I fall to bits.

"Why did you have to die?"