you used to write stories
to tell the world how you felt
twined with pictures fitting.
...
A whisper
A touch
A kiss
Forever quiet
...
So,
here I sit,
wondering upon all these things
as tears fall down my cheeks
...
god came to me in a dream
he told me of the wonders in heaven
and horrors in hell
...
beauty lives
and dies
as we watch
...