feeling the slight warmth of where you were

you are not large enough to be permanent

and your chest rises and falls with shallow, gentle breaths of the innocence of unknowing

i love you but i will never be able to protect you from the sin of death 

that our kind has bestowed upon you

your little figure laid next to me in trust and in love

and i welcomed you, and scratched behind your ears

you left later on to go to bed and to rest

i sometimes think that you will not wake up

but i hope that you do, and that hope comes true for now

but it pains me to know that will not be the case forever 

though i wish it so

i wish your little kind heart would keep beating forever 

and i wish you and i could rest like this together

my hand rests just by your little head 

and you breathe 

and i love you