As the sky swallows the sun, the moon is revealed.
Your absence is a wound that never fully healed.
Foggy nights by the swamp is where I dwell.
Haunting memories torture me, still.
You lay beneath the earth, just beyond my grasp.
The soul detached from the body at last.
After a week, I found you as a flower.
Resting peacefully, every day, every hour.
For years, sorrow crept up my spine.
But now I can see, you are with the divine.
A part of my heart will never be gained.
I gave it to you, I cannot sell it again.
Keep in mind, you are tucked away in my heart.
I have kept you there from the very start.
Yes, one day we will reunite in the sky.
Until that time, fly high my love, fly high.