Funereal for Love

Underneath the pale street lights,
I fell down to my knees.
I held your head in my hands,
Kissed your hair with my eyes.

A thousand whispers brush my skin,
Burning fumes filled my eyes.
I lift you up from my feet,
To carry you into my arms.

For a moment you still seemed,
To sleep gently in my arms.
For a moment my heart seized,
To think that you were alive.