Make a grown man cry

I gaze at you
Official affection
I run my fingers through
Your clean soft hair

Your lips look rosy
A kiss to compliment them
I know you're cold
But I can't keep you warm

Your beauty makes my sadness complete
The death sonnet in a well versed work
You keep me calm in my anguish
And I tell you how I truly feel

You are a good listener
You let me finish my sentences
My patient receiver
My gentle Dove

I give you a final word
A final kiss
I know you love me
But I can't hear you

And with all that said and done

I close the casket lid....

And we start your funeral....