You Have Taken Me

Ice cold        
Goosebumps        
disguised as tears        
creeps on tip toes        
into my mistress bed.        
Fiery embers        
of forgotten joy        
silently burn        
reduced to ash        
while the piano in the corner        
by the cabin wall        
plays a eerie melody        
all by itself,        
the room becomes a tomb        
as cold as your mother's womb        
ironic since you were born         
in this very room.        
       
Your ghost hovers silently        
as I hold your body close  
as I sense you slipping away       
you died staring in to my eyes        
as I died years before        
my soul in turmoil      
waiting for your warm embrace      
Holding hands        
we descend into the      
emptiness of space        
and just like the cold        
you have taken me too       
..or maybe,        
I you?