The gracefulness in hues of mere existence kiss the ground
Undying tears from heaven; he now holds his loyalty
Within a secret pain for one who veiled so safe and sound
The softest thought through whispers by the angel's who set free
His one soul mate, his dearest one, the woman he adored
In life and though he still can feel her presence in his soul
It hushes him to know that his affection strikes a chord
So much that he can call to mind her face to view love whole
And by each dawn-to-dark and dark-to-dawn he sheds his tears
Unknowing which bright day will bring him all that he can sense
Until that day, he'll reminisce of all the faithful years
He had with her when long ago they were so young and thence
So optimistic, naive and undoubtedly in love
He knows no way to quicken time, he's fragmented inside
She will remain to him within this life as one thereof
His reason to withstand the concept of the day she died
Yet while he slept one night he dreamt a highly colored dream
A summer with her as the ground gave birth to the bright glow
Of flowers which have painted their deep beauty by such theme
That when he woke he was met by no feeling of dark woe
He left this plane so peacefully as angels led him through
And there he saw the scene of all he'd hope to find that day
The warmth within her smile was still the only thing he knew
And though the stillness was enough to have that moment stay
She took him by the hand and breathed the life his heart had yearned
Through the haze of fantasy which wedded blissful chime
Like as the love they shared on earth unceasingly had burned
Oh, here they formed Elysium in virtue for all time
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