Deathly Pale

Which side of the moon
Were you looking at, that
It had left
It's everlasting impression
On your face.

Your eyes, sunk deep inside
Looking
Like craters on the
Moon. A sign of years of
Sleepless nights.
They
Sure leaves a hollow feeling
Of discomfort.

Your face, pale as a cadaver
With all it's glory
Of
A full moon night
Sans it's beauty.

I cannot hold your breath to
Create
Caricatures of my heart
On a frosty window pane anymore.

I am lost, lost within you,
Yet I live,
While
You once had died in my arms.