Was it cold that night
Did you feel me separate
when you drained me into your hands
was it solid
my Iron
when you pulled it from my chest
Or was it liquid
There
flowing between your fingers
were you able to look me in the eye knowing I wouldn't look back
no
never
did you feel alone
when you eased me into the ground
or
could you feel me next to you
As you sprinkled dirt in my open chest
were your ears ringing
hearing me sing to you
Did you hold onto my song's
was it peaceful for you
that last patch of dirt that you padded down
or were you torn knowing what you gave me
and yourself
did you feel selfish
Knowing I could never touch you again
©joypond
J