For when loved, with every facet of the soul
From all one could give, a broken heart in toll
Memories like little ghosts riding atop of sparrows
holding beating fluttering hearts bound by cupids arrow
Promises believed to the core of what one loves and knows
set ablaze these once gifts now fire and smoke bestows
An impression of time imprinted within
carries sorrow heavy by the weight of misfortune
One step at a time, one moment to rhyme
Striving away that beautiful love unto death in our prime.