My heart is bleeding tears

Looking at her slender form lying so still.

Hair spread out over the pillow like silken threads.

Whisper soft sounds of sleep coming from her.

Her eyes closed, full sexy lips slightly parted.

Looking so small and fragile in our bed.

Thinking back at all their years together

There was never another that caught her eye.

Beautiful as she was she loved only me.

She is my inspiration and my world.

Her smile was my sunshine and desire

However soon she'd be gone, but not by choice Her body was giving up; it had become sick and frail In her sickly state was still able to encourage me.

Chest swelled with pride at her bravery As my heart is bleeding tears