Keeping Memories

Every kiss of yours is in a drawer by the dresser
Showering down every morning, every day.
Tears from devils on the windowpane
Your free and loving days like silk
Threadbare praise and strenuous eye
The final days have solemn felt
Scraping love from off the ground.
Thick, wet gobs of blood-red mud.
And like the snow, cold wet and gone
Heartfelt love it melts away.
And nevermore I feel your pain
Keeping it hidden...
In a drawer by the dresser.