Burnt

Tell me you love my ashes

They are the ashes of the ones
you

Burned not so long ago

The ones who begged you to let them

Stay

The ones who pleaded with you to

Stay

I watched how you disposed of
them

Without the courtesy of casting
them into

The wind

And here I am

Hoping to be kept at least in an
urn

A reminder of your love for me
after saving

The life you almost lost while
with those who

Souled you out

Though how can I be resurrected

After my soul lies in a pile
awaiting your attention

And your affection

Once again

But if you find a way to burn me
again,

At least I can rise and tend to
you here

Instead of down there and out
there