by blue-raindrop

Beyond Fourth Avenue, I walked alone

Faint lights of yellow through the shop windows

Once my hand clung to another

As I walked these same streets

Pressing my fingers through the glass

A strange white reflection of you, beside me

Carriage wheels passing, mind reeling

It passed slowly-- a floating coffin

Carrying my thoughts as it passed

A pale figure of you inside, smiling at me

A cold presence kissing my lips.

Let's travel together, like we used to.

Along the quiet town, your ghastly hand in mine