BYE
Mar 18, 2021
In the stars I see your stare
Perfect in its form
Soft in its strength — warm
A beauty such as this is rare
From its gaze I cannot break
All else to it I forsake
Your voice so sweet
And soft to the sound
Lifting me slowly from the ground
The sound can make my day complete
And your laugh is intoxicating
Like angels a choir in waiting
From you now I must flee
Leaving in presence alone
In the heart always I will be prone
Always close to thee
Now I say goodbye
My body, heart and soul do cry.