Gliding across the paper
Leaving a dark trail...

"She loves me"
Says the first petal...

I see her
In my dreams...

I could hear her screaming
I felt her trying to pull away...

Tears, cascading down
A sad faced clown...

Softly flowing against me
Gently caressing my body...

Like quicksilver,
Slipping through your fist...

60 seconds, a minute gone
60 minutes, an hour gone...

I remember that day
When so many went to Heaven...