Within my own mortality I survive

Lost in the place you were alive

And I feel your touch

And I hear how much

You need me...

You love me...

Within my own mortality and dusty thoughts,

I remember again, the ring I bought…

And I sense you near

And I see your tear

And I watch your lips say

"I love you...

I love you..."

Within my own mortality I seek

Fading memories of whom I speak…

Empty shadows toward which I reach

Moving through me, impossible to catch...

And still, I feel your heat…

And still, our lips meet...

And I hear you whisper...

"I'll never leave...

"I’ll never leave..."

Within my own mortality I wander,

With fading memories of when I met her…

Finding her now lost, in her lost mortality…

Yet, still, I listen with hope…

Yet, still, I try to grope

For the strength to remember her words;

The laughter and love I heard…

Before “Goodbye”…

Before “Goodbye…”

TomWatson