Gone
how many times i saw him slumbered
but his eyes now departed of life
a mist of off white milk
now covered the sea blue
where smiles danced
and sunlight frolicked
The rise of breast
which echoed every breath
now gone
That reddish murmur
that washed his chiselled cheeks
now a greyed out blue
of meat turning tarnished
His hand i held
a cold popsicle lick
hoping for a returned grip
his lips that spoke with eager softness
now held the shape of you
i love lost in final words
but burned in memories pain
and tears that dropped
on pillow slip
just traces of before
and gone was all there was
Copyright © Christopher Quigley | Year Posted 2021
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