I don't feel
that I'm alive .
my temperature
my breath;
all have gone
underneath
of your pillow.
Like a dead swallow,
my whole body
is now cold,
Pale and shrunk
but try to hold
the life and love ,
try to pour them
in my heart .
My frozen hands
and faded lips.
Make them alive
by love and bliss .
©sany
S