Remedy Poem by Raven Dove

The glow of the sun on the edge of your eyes,

The soft touch of a days gone by,

Your eyes are as empty as the sky,

Your touch is as cold as December's ice.

I remember the way you used to laugh,

I remember the way you used to walk the same path,

Your laugh now is as ghastly as ever,

The path you take now is as sinister and severed,

As I look in the mirror and I see your face,

I tell myself you are such a disgrace,

A different remedy every night,

Just to see you in my sight,

Some may call me crazy because I still sway,

But you died last October but yet we always dance the night away.