The sweet breath
its wondering path...

This is my last confession to you
i pray it reads you well...

I'd wait till morning
till the sun shone brighter than before...

Remember our promise
we sealed with love...

Through the frail gate
lies words of love...

Stand and stare
eyes glaze over...

For all the words I know
there are profound ones I cannot utter without...

Have you seen the face of death
made the leap of faith...

The rush, just on feel.
A touch...

Dreams are never this good
as we wake, from what felt real...