Bedshaped by Keane

hoarders

oh heavens  i
keep

your memory

all the time,
like

raindrops  on roses, it
comes back

to me

sweetly,
on its knees,

green and fragrant

curled like bones
and
slightly pink  

/

oh cherub
i

keep your precious
pieces

in my heart

as the   rain blows
you

away...