I want to sing it on your bones, like fire coursing through thriving vains.

I want to feel your warmth against mine, skin against skin, heartbeat bursting through a long broken ribcage.

The pain of loss is gone with you here, and I cry as the sun falls, tears gently cascading down my gradually weathering skin.

Our time is short, it will never be long enough, never far enough, the black asphalt coming up short beneath her wheels.

But I'll breathe, now, your breath and mine, swallow each desperate, aching sound you'll spare for me and for me alone.

No one else will see you like this, feel you like this, learn and come to know you like this as I have, never again.

Here in this silence you are mine for all eternity of a clock ticking seconds.

But I can't hear them now, only your heartbeat beneath my chest.