Close Your Eyes
If he closed his eyes he could see them
Hear them
Feel them
There would be toothed smiles
Muddied boots
Sloppy kisses
There would be sky blue eyes
Tinkling laughter
Loving embrace
He would be enraptured by their love
Their warmth
Their brilliance
But he is only imagining and their bodies are cold and lifeless
There are no toothed smiles
Muddied boots
Sloppy kisses
There are no sky blue eyes
Tinkling laughter
Loving embrace
He could not bask in their love
Their warmth
Their brilliance
Only by closing his eyes could he see, hear and feel
It was supposed to end differently