yuki motokane Dec 2016

i stare
at his
closed eyes

lashes
longer
than mine

skin
so flawless
and pure

envy not
love him
i do

holding on
to bright
colored flowers

ironic
to his
black and white

casket too big
for his
thin frail body

a boy
once filled
with life

now
just a
memory.

for a deceased loved one. your spirit lives on.

— The End —