With the photograph lying between them

suddenly it's cold
your eyes are almost closed
small enough to keep
I never realized
a movie from the past
a year when you were born
it slowly slips away
a journey on a train
your mouth a bloody bell
I'll sing into your ear
all the notes we've sung
flutter into the ground
they're resting on us all/on our soul
like streamers when they fold
a maggot in a nut
a stone sits in a creek
a path into the woods
a wrong turn my youth
an acorn on the sill
a tree upon the hill
careful not to breathe
a knuckle with a B
a doll made out of wood
a bell upon the seat
a suitcase on the bed
the last one she will pack
I watched you when you came
I know where you have been
I've waited here for hours
her eyes were very bright
flowers on the table
forget-me-nots and daisies
she turned towards the door
she thought she heard a bell
a biscuit wet with tea
memories, memories
a flock upon the wire
a bird upon the road
a stone across the glass
a tiny little star
an ancient rusty nail
the bark of an old oak
a skeleton beneath
missing many teeth
suddenly it's cold
small enough to keep
your eyes are almost closed
I never realized
a movie from the past
a year when you were born
it slowly slips away