Hiralious

who do you love when love has died.

like a spark, which grew up into a flame,

only to breathe darkness into night.

Feelings are numbed as frozen toes
Or a wedding alter where eulogy replaced vows
or that dead man's bride.

dead as death, cold as ice,

the wick of candle which was aflame

now sits on the candletop black and withering.

My body that was held together by my lover's warmth

stands in the cold alone and shivering.
There is a message from God across.
to lose my tears in the rain of loss.