1st mourning

..if i want to talk to her..
..i.ll just put my hand..
..over my heart..
..that.s where she went..
..and time will pass..
..and there will be a time when the walls start closing in around me..
..and the gate will and seems to quicken in its approach..
..as i peer upon the darkness..
..that she has already passed through..
..and when my hand becomes too weak..
..to move itself to my heart..
..i.ll just put my thoughts..
..to my center..
..that.s where she is..
..and when my mind..
..becomes too weak..
..and starts to close in on itself..
..i.ll just go inside..
..and me and her will pause there together..
..for a long time..
..and just cry..
..together again..
..quietly..
..at the center..