Feeling the sadness in my heart
and in my arms a tender feeling
as if the flesh is calling out;
My breath’s coming in gasps and
my throat makes a murmur
as if trying to speak.
Sensitive skin on my inner arms yelps
and my heart aches like
I’ve run too many miles .
My legs feel strong
My mouth is dry and my back
needs an arm around it
for protection.
My eyes are wet with the moisture
that might have made saliva.
My cat died
And then my other cat died.
Whatever.
How my heart sings 
Beautifully bereft. Great exposé.
Thank you very much,Mike.I wanted to make it more real…apart from the image which I made with the old version of microsoft paint