You were beautiful,

you know.

Shades of candlelight and incense,

too thin against the dull aura;

winter-white with shadow cheeks,

burning eyes,

drowning hair.

You were beautiful,

you know.

Elegant in a timid way,

smile soft enough

to wrap my heart

around and around.

You lay so still

in the dark brown Kist

that I stopped breathing.

You lay so still

that I prayed

my life could be lost

for yours.

I want to give you everything;

all the chances

you decided to throw away.

You were beautiful,

too thin in shades of incense,

so still

in the too dark

coffin.