The night sky is ever still as
silence descends, the four winds [bad word] one caressing my
naked body, and as you watch
the branches bend,
revealing all of you.

Long lost, but never forgotten.

Will you meet me at the lake
where the water calms my fear?
Will you once more fall in love
and light in me your [bad word] to me once more,
and I shall know peace and at last be free.

The shattered path before my
heavy feet, leading me inward
to this broken temple of love,
lust and creation, resting here
whilst heeding the call.

We now lay under the moonlit sky
in the shadows of the past,
and as we [bad word] one the stars
kneel down, whispering poetry
of this withering moment.

The falling leaves weaving
a blanket, underneath it
the innermost [bad word] 
feeding the sands of time,
stilling it's hunger
while we quench our thirst.

Taking our place among forever,
remembered only by two.

Now closing our eyes to see,
changing our hearts to feel,
sealing our lips to hear.
The call of the raven moon,
laying us to rest.

Your skin like silver
in the night, your face like a poem without words,
Your touch was the sun in my heart,
and my heart was found by you.

And as the worlds begins to wake
so falls the last petal,
and at all things end we must go
our separate ways into the night,
always alone because
I couldn't save you.

And for that, I am sorry and always will be!..