One day,
when I'm six feet in the ground
And my body becomes bug food
And my bones become bug food
And my brain becomes big food
I hope with every bite
they catch glimpses of you
In every bit they are shown our smiles
They are shown our laughs
I hope there privy to our hours of conversation
I hope they get visions of you kissing me
The way we held eachother
Even when the others fire burnt us
I hope there senses are over run
The way your smile made mine
I hope they hear you
calling my name in the moonlight
The way words sounded like poetry coming from your lips
I hope there minds are full
Of my memories with you
Because even in death
We will never be apart