I had a dream once that I was dying.
My blood was seeping out through an ugly wound in my stomach,
Angry red.
And I reached for you, in fear.
I asked you to hold me and lie that you loved me
And you did.
You looked at me with all the tenderness I felt for you,
And I closed my eyes smiling.
But sadly, I closed my eyes to open them
On an empty room, grey with moonlight
And a truth drenched world,
Grey with loss.