The high waters, grasp, clutched at my heart,
My heart beating faster than the raging waves pound the shore,
Slowly deceasing, my soul starting to fade,
Moments to my end,
Your presence becomes clear,
Familiar sounds and words once laid at rest uttered,
Forgotten moments resurrect as the morning sun rises,
Your soul, as pure as an innocent pause,
Emerges, entwining the two souls,
Forever bound,
Both become one.
