Poem: 'instincts of a loved one-'

 by Lily Eldrid

let me learn your eyes so I can fall asleep and dream of them 

let me touch your shoulder and know I am still alive, still breathing

let me whisper in your ear that it is safe in the warmth of my breath

let me hear your pulse and burn in the rhythm of it 

and let me rest on your back, so to carry me to death my beloved

do not let me savour the journey you take to get me there

unbecoming in darkness, do not let me show you who I am

for I have not died to be remembered.