As She Lay Dying

As she lay dying
I held her hand gently.
Jerking away from me, she
Crushed my heart and soul.

Then, looking up at me
In shame, pleading with her
Eyes, she asked me to give her
Yet another chance to proclaim
Her love and loyalty. She doesn't
Mean to snap in reaction so intensely, 
But it happens time after time.

Still she lay dying.
I crawled up beside her
On the bed, and held her while 
She lay gasping, seeking her
Last breath.

No one could tear me away
From her cooling, dead body
For days and nights. Alas, I
Clung to her so long that our
Skin and organs merged together,
Siamese Twins.

As we entered paradise, we were
Never broken apart again.