24.6.10

Amén ♥















I trace your shape with fingers soft

and watch my name be held alarmed
to what is this to be compared
so fairly skinned so short of hair
to where are we now to what is shared
so very thin I'm barely there
lord here i be for when i do
i loved you dearly dear its true
to be erased at once removed
to be replaced at once improved
what I once saw that sight i see
he comes invisible to me