My heart
beats
a little
song to you.

My walls
Reflecting
last night's air,
phantoms
that I cannot
grasp,
loved ones
that
I long for.

My circle
now halved
your part
sleeping
until
next time,
next time.

Will you
join my rhyme
my heart
beat singing
for the phantoms
to come dance
once again.

My sheets
wrinkled,
sweet innocence,
reminders.

Left relics
of ancient
time lay in
the soft sea
of blue.

Hush,
hear the
faded giggles,
hear the
promises?

My light
stays on to
replace warmth,
the fire in
our
eyes and souls.

The frosty air
intermingled by
sweet memories,
sweet memories.

The faded
past
and time.