Remembrance

Across the miles i ache for your sublime,

submission.

Your divine beauty,

and perfect soul are walking each other home,

for how much the trees have grown around your memories.

Falling down the mire, the silent fall inside of me,

like a past I miss.

A hero falls in beautiful shades, that gives hope 

to never let go of what's meant to be.

  Your confusion boats,

             will sail you free..