And so you left us 
Jaded and gaunt, some September 
Wilted with the seasons 
But hidden inside the delusion 

I saw your eyes, somewhere 
Devoid of death 
The aura poises amidst (the storm) 
In solid tears I linger 

parlour glade, moonlit sorrow 
Lonely resting pools 
Relics of the moon dogged lake 
Whisper: "All your words are misgiven" 

I like them? 
Those who mourn and turn away 
Those who would give anything 
To see you again 

If only for another second 
Your face was, like the photograph 
Painted white 
We did not speak very often about it 

What does it matter now? 
Cloak of autumn shroud 
I gaze, dim ricochet of stars 
I reckon it is time for me to leave 

You sleep in the light 
Yet the night and the silent water 
Still so dark...