Stirring up the bones
The dead waiting to dance
Clickety clack
Clickety clack
Whispers in your ears
Smells in your nose
Heart beating fast
For a glimpse beyond the veil

Is it your spirit
Or is it only me
Truth be told
I hope it is you
That time doesn’t mean much to you
That to be here with me
Isn’t holding you back
I hope holding onto you
is what I am supposed to do
I can’t imagine letting you go
I guess that’s a silly thought
I can’t let you go
Ever
I can only let your death
and the loss of your potential,
the many ways life could have gone
Float Away
for they are the chains that bind
I am willing to
to let the memories of you
evolve and grow with me.

It was always so.