The lover watched,
as the lifeless body hung,
upside down and fading into a deep,
dark, dull red
It used to be full of life,
imbued with a love greater than
itself, perhaps a burden too much
for it to bear
And one might argue,
that the presence remains,
even if the life is fading away,
dripping downwards to
a sea of red
Stretched Moment 