Somber

Gone
Somber tones of pain
Reflected morosely
From a pool of frozen rain
The icy hand
Of a dead lover
Claws for our throat
And we welcome it.

Gone
With nothing to embrace
But cold marble
And kisses without taste

Icy tears on frozen cheek
Brittle dead leaves
Crushed beneath numbed feet
Weaving between
Stones of granite
Marble and slate
Not sharing fate

Gone
With nothing to embrace
But cold marble
And kisses without taste

Curled there on winter killed
Grass and blooms
Welcoming being chilled
So that you know
You still feel
Even though
You don't want to.

Gone
With nothing to embrace
But cold marble
And kisses without taste