And now when you lie asleep,
in a coffin all packed,
All I wish for a heart this racked;
A moment in your arms,
Which in itself is eternity;
The hold of your charms,
That echoes of serenity;
Your lips brushing with mine,
Electrifying my soul;
The divinity of love,
Unifying us whole.
My hands caressing your hair,
As my name escapes your lips;
The brightening of my face,
As your hands reach my hips.
The fair lit night,
and the music filled breeze;
As your coffin is lifted,
I got one last plea;
Our fingers entwined,
and our gazes locked;
Our footsteps tuning,
to the beat of our hearts.
In a moment of time,
I'm brought back from my dream;
Let alone read an eulogy,
I couldn't even scream.
I'm no more in my dreamland,
That's filled with beauty.
I'm standing in the cemetery,
To witness down,
the harshness of reality.
I lay down weeping,
for that one last dance.
And later while,
I'm awakened out of my trance,
With a heart so heavy,
I walk to your grave.
A trembling soul
and a face so brave.
I beg for your life,
Wishing to recreate our history.
Not realizing that the world is not
A wish granting factory.
