real images
of you
no longer dance
before me,
the brown sofa
where you'd lay
is painfully empty
no longer do I see
your loyal eyes
looking back at me
or feel your cold nose
against my face,
your hot breath
to wake me.
all of you still I miss
for you my friend,
were taken
in an instance
far to soon
for my heart to accept.
Mel 2015
Updated...
Sadie RIP 4/11
