But a Whisper
As I held your
Limp lifeless form
The blank stare from
Your once all seeing eyes
I felt the warmth leave
And a bitter cold
Creep over your shell
Of a figure your moans
Seemingly the only sign
Of life stabbing my heart
I am not God! But my poor
Soul whom I love so dear
I can not bare the suffering
If I could but whisper in your ear
And breathe life into your core
I would change places with you
But I fear the worms are calling
From their damp dark soil
And your soul will be ferried somewhere
But your shell will remain to toil
I hold you close one last time
As is meant to be not my choice
I feel so empty
Suffer no more love
Our parting will be short lived
A part of me will go with you
It is all I have to give
I am not God! But if I could
But whisper and breathe life
Back into you I would hold
You forever
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