Sit and whisper faith and watch the silent fate
The final flaw in elements of our life
Watch the carefully designed and now desired light guide you through
To believe is no reward as salvation is far from being a pure return to life
It’s hard to believe that you are inside when the walls bend away from sight
It isn’t just love but the memory that keeps the world alive inside our sadness
Your presence will be felt and your touch is still soft
The importance of love will never be lost as you are still here
The floor opens up and the roses you throw flow down
The flame will still flicker as long as I breathe
Jase, 1st February 1991, written back in another life.
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