...You...
A blinding light.
Scratchy sheets.
A piercing shrill.
Intoxicating smells.
My vision is fading.
My mind is failing.
I can't feel your soothing touch.
I can't hear your melodic voice.
I can't see your sparkling eyes.
I can't comprehend your words of comfort;
Nor can I feel the grip you have on my hand.
I feel my warmth leaving my body.
I feel my mind drift to space.
I feel my eyes close in exhaustion.
I feel my hand fall from yours.
I find your face.
I look upon it for one last time.
I take in your beauty; your grace.
I whisper your name.
All I want...
All I need...
Is to see you smile.
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