Once Bright

The light, once bright in your color holding eyes
has faded along with the cause of your demise
lips once peachy and full of life, now blue
and full of greed and strife

Frost coats your fingers with a metallic sheen
they remind me of how you were very mean
gripping my heart until it started to turn green
and almost too weak for its job as a blood pumping machine

Your shoulders once proud and broad
are now hunched and buried under heavy sod

Those feet of yours
those dancers feet
will never once again move with mine
as a clumsy treat

Those moon shaped crescents
are now cold with death
so no longer will they pick at
the torn cover of our worn copy called Macbeth

There was good and bad I have no idea if I should,
or should not feel sad

But I do
and I very much miss the warmth of you

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