You are not yet gone
But one long, faraway day
I shall stand alone

That, I do not want,
Yet I will not keep you from
Exiting this house

It will be your choice
To leave me, desert my likes,
With wind as your ghost

Without company,
Your presence especially,
I will live to rot

Bones will burn like coal
And my heart will turn to dead,
The flames stoked no more

In ash arises
A new form that I've not seen,
Reincarnation

The young phoenix breathes,
No longer heavily heaves,
The fresh oxygen

It is no longer
Afraid of death, conjured as
Sparks amongst their chest

Feathers glistening,
It leaves its birthing mantel
So to fly adrift

And maybe one day
We shall reunite again
But for now I wait