Caught

to kiss the cheek
so pale and cold,
the lover's snack
of lip and tongue,
fingers trail the
pallid neck and
rest upon the
frozen breast.
press the ear...
listen well...
in time her
deadened heart
will tell your
secrets, and of
course the lies
you thought were
buried with her
demise.
now they wait,
the cloak of truth
surrounds like day,
what can you do?
all witnesses to fan
and flame,
but she is here,
and you're to blame.