He lays nestled in her hair

His arms holding her as gentle as a prayer

Memories

all that is left of yesterday

Has anyone told him she’s not breathing

He can not sleep alone

Unable to move

he gifts to the earth his flesh

Together they shall dream

where death has no name

The trees bend their branches to blanket from the night

but there is no warmth

His mind wanders searching

Colours fade and shapes begin to blur

Inhaling delicately

breathing in the forest

where the mist

whispers

his

name