Untitled by Taylor Young

She whispered over my grave, “Did you love me to death?”
The grass beside her feet swayed after becoming affected by her breath.
“It is I. Your lover, whom you gave your last sight.”
She whispered her name over mine and watched as she brought me back to life.

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