autopsy

can you see the proof?
his mind was still on me
his hands had traces
still of our touches
and his heart showed
my kind mending stitches

what is left of love in me?
will my body yield as much,
a duchess,
almost his last,
brought back to life
in your premature autopsy?

(c) 2002 Maudelaine
aka Rennie Lorca