Messege To A Dying Friend (first poem on here!)

Obviously the title kinda suggests what this is about, but I really want to know what this poem means to each and everyone of you personally, the feelings that it draws out of you. What image springs to mind? People have told me that this is the most emotional poem I have ever written, and I intended it that way. I basically tried to spill my heart at that current moment on to the paper...Thanks...

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Wiggle your finger
That was all I needed.

Look beyond those white fabric clouds
And lock eyes with me
That's all I ever need.

I can rip out those tubes
All these needles will disappear.
I can get you out of this coma.
But I need some angel wings first,
Can I borrow yours?

Pale lucid hands clutch my pinkie
You're alive again.
What once is dead is blooming
But I never let you go...

 

Is good,
It's emotional.

But maybe the third word in this line

Should be "was", instead of "is".