One more poem

Dust gathers

as a memory fades

lingering still in my mind.

     The stench of decay

      fills my nose

      with your scent

       I am dying.....

A memento once given falls to the floor

from an overstuffed book

broken and faded red petals on the carpet

Now a shadow of their former beauty.

The smell of death is everywhere

Worms destroy

what was not 

destroyed by a razor sharp knife

  The pain is all encompassing

I can stand it no more

Will you stop it, please

Stop it

Stop it.