-Making Love To You-

I remember making love to you
And nothing in the world could touch me.
Now as I watch them lower you into the ground
I wish that someone would just wake me.
Stir me from this awful nightmare
So I can wake up and find you asleep in our bed.
Not here in front of me on this dreadful day
Laying in your cherrywood coffin dead.
Don't you remember baby that day
That we met and talked for hours about nothing?
And how we kept meeting eye to eye
As our hearts screamed that we found something?
I hate having to go back to our bed
All empty and cold and smelling of you.
Bringing back memories of those happy times
Just laying there making love to you.
I stand here crying beside your grave
Saying my final good-bye,
With my heart twisted and broken
Feeling as though I could die.

~Written by Brittany Findlay~