On my minds eye’s edge I waver,
And watch those watery depths that did acclaim your soul.
Did they wind around you?
The same way they taunt the shore?
A prisoner of the oceans rush, but I knew it was always more.
No, I knew you; it could not be so simple, a death known by so few
But I will make sure you still achieve your goal,
By hand and heart I will continue this labour.
Of Love, I know yours for me was settling into a cosy armchair
To read and grow old while you gazed at another so bold.
Although my pulse never faltered;
Except in envy.
From the earliest memory,
From home to here, the depths of emotion never altered.
Now I am alone.
How are the children to be told?
At the waves I can only but glare,
They are your murderer’s excuse,
A bullet through the mouth of truths as they all whisper,
You were never to be found, no body, no part in human history;
Dead in the water and drowned.
But your words will always be around
And your living deeds clear from mystery.
No matter if love of me from your lips did lisper.
To, back down from the fight?
To, back down from my heart?