Cold Skin
You died and left
me here alone.
The clock slept
endless time.
I kissed your head
and a true friend
you shined.
A cloud for my sun.
A good friend the
best you were to me.
When you died your
flesh was cold they
put you in the ground
I wanted to give you
more clothes, and shoes
to keep you warm.
A shadow of mine I would
turn to keep you
safe from ground.
Heaven, how far is it?
My soul is eternal and
your eyes are torn from
death.
Years will go by and
slowly in the grave
your beauty will be
dust.
I will always cherish
your caress and love.
Thank you dear friend
for giving me
your love.
(For my best friend Louise. I miss you.
Your beauty and heart. I love you.)
Copyright © Misty Lackey | Year Posted 2006
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