three days beFore christmas

three days before
three days before he left
three days before the life upon
his lips; his voice of reason; three
days before They came to save me from
This; and carried him round crooked stairs;

i was cold; and he alone.
my lips upon his smile;
he was cold and i was

a missing piece of his puzzel;
i made his life complete;
what would i do
without you;

i cannot imagine
being here without you
now that you are here, Love.

it wasnt really cold outside
i was so warm inside i shined
like a candle dimishing the light
while one winters eve we laughed

about popcorn boxing day and
he vacumed up the water and
it killed the vacume; oh how we
laughed. and there was a moment
a moment of silence and his eyes

still pierce my soul
tiny diamonds of night
like a candle in the window

without reservation,
without sparing truth
without knowing why

we cried; and i threw more popcorn
we laughed until we cried and i am;
we, in america, i said; comon,

its time to open up presents;
we Have to- yes, tonight;
because i am american
and its tradition;
ive always, i said;
and all i want for christmas,
he smiled, is to wake up with you;

but he never did.

three days before he left me;
in the big empty little room
a winter wonderland with
choklit and fizzy pop and
fancy bows and pomes
from a book by Serj;

together we made
Uncondidtional Love

he restored my faith in people
it was three days later when i knew
and i can still feel him wrapped around me

and i can still see him wrapped up and carried away

Death could not wait
for the aged wings
of Wisdom; i know
so little now

..my angel
..my dream
..my rude awakening
..my ironic want my need

my god
my life

my angel.