you are now resting in peace
and i am left with shattered pieces
memories of stories told
of collected old coins you had let me play with
of fallen hairs you kept on a far corner of your cabinets
rush through blurry windows
i miss you
i miss you
i miss you
your hands that used to be so warm
and always reaching for mine
are now cold and will fade over time
tonight I look at you
and see how your beauty remains
your grace reflects before the transparent glass
protecting you from physical pain
this maybe the last I will see of you ̶
closed eyes and shut lips
steady chest and sunken face
but I promise this is not how I am going to remember you
in my mind you are smiling
and telling stories with hands gesturing
you are beautiful, my serene love
i am watching you for the last time as it seems
good night, my dearest
and may you have sweet,
sweet dreams