The gossamer brume swirling, twisting, invading;
Wrapping its damp embrace around all.
The chill creeps into me, as the ivy clothes your tomb.
Silence, seeping through my skin; soaking my soul.
Calming, silencing the frenzy of my mind, comforting
Thoughts of you in another time, another heart beat, surface.
In a blink of an eye you are here, beside me, fingers entwined,
Memories of you, our minds, nature beating in time with our pace
Memories of your smile, your touch, your kiss
Our dreams live on in my heart, always present
In that place you will be forever by my side
In that place I will forever read our lives.
The life we had, the life that should have been
All our hearts desire, our minds fire
The life that should have been, frozen in time.
The sea stole you from my arms,
She can not steal you from my heart,
Where you remain forever mine.
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