Keep me etched in your memory
Not haunted or abhorred
But our sweetened memories perched up there
Of our first heavenly kiss last fall

Keep me etched in your heart
Not haunted or abhorred
Just sweetened memories cradled in there
Like a baby secluded in a mother's arm

Keep me etched in your soul
Not haunted or abhorred
But angelic and mystical
Mystical as the Divine's call