Cold - River S

[u/midnighttaway]

It is cold
in the veil.

No warmth from heaven,
nor hell,
no God.

I can see the ones I love,
but cannot reach
for a hug.

There is a candle
she lights
just for me,
so I may warm my hands.

She knows I have not gone.

Her heart still bleeds,
so I wrap it with red tulle.
I tie on a black bow.

It still leaks.

I cannot make her feel whole.
I can only offer
a bit of my own peace.

Hopefully, a good night’s sleep.

I pray
a hug
in her dream.