You are not dead
Your gaze warms and armors me
when i'm all alone in the desperate hours
of darkness
You are not dead
Your hands are firm on my shoulders
turning me guiding me
veiled for safety
through the mirror maze
You are not dead
i hear Your footsteps in my own
and Your silent voice
reminding my heart of itself
You are not dead
i smell Your perfume bliss
enticing
luring me
to Your illusive elusiveness
You are not dead
We have become entwined
so that i can hardly tell
which of Us begins where
You are not dead
so to grieve is a lie
You are not dead
so to cry is a farce
You are not dead
so I proclaim you
with the depths of my soul
jmct 2000
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