until you wake

Until you wake

I will be sitting here, wishing for you

in the backest seat of this squarest room, filled pink hue

In dropping sun color painted, A rising moon,

Enough light to pretend your lips move.

Waiting here, It is all of this,

Taking from you, Doctor coats hang stethoscopes

Nurses paper work of daily verse. Smile of reassure.

I scribble hearts and song clefts, notes of your rising chest.

Where all that I have done, rests. My face on your blankets

under your hands, ice chip cool. I wait, I confess so much to you.

I am in touch with the pattern of your beats.

What these machines feel, How they connect you.

Like me, in your last breath, Waiting for this.

Dying blue covered lips, Facing papers to resurrect

against your wish, The kids have left, Daisies, Kisses, and Wept.

Our songs repeat on my playlist.

My watered wrists accompany sulking texts,

An empty journal opened, titled,

..our final kiss