Memories come sharply, strongly
Mingling with myth and lore,
You bow and sigh then call me, vowing,
“We are one forevermore.”
Roses gathered, gently, softly,
A shocking red against my grave.
You place them there, then whisper, sighing,
“We are one forevermore.”
Tear drops falling, quickly, briskly,
Forming streams of icy gray.
You say you love me, and I think, yearning,
We are one forevermore.
Gray mist rising, thickly, darkly,
Dancing around the man in black.
I circle you, and you hear me, crying,
“We are one forevermore.”
My form appearing, swiftly, vividly,
Pleasing you with my gown of white.
I stand beside you, and you smile, saying,
“We are one forevermore.”
Hand extended, lovingly, adoringly
Shuddering with expectant bliss,
You touch me, and we tremble, singing,
“We are one forevermore.”
In your arms, gladly, hotly,
Shocking emotion sears my soul.
We dance as specters watch us, humming,
They are one forevermore.
Daylight rising, brightly, quickly,
Fading black a call for sleep.
At your grave, I kiss you, swearing
We are one forevermore.
