87. Footsteps near the dying 

Be still for a little longer, please. 
Let me walk in the fragrance of your breath
And the shadow of your death;
My footsteps will no longer awaken you,
I promise you.

If I may only remember you for a little while more,
I shall keep a piece of you with me forever, 
Enshrined deep within my heart. 

You never knew how ardently I loved you. 

(Rest in peace, David Bowie.)

©Brindology 2016

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