Air, breath, in, out
When you are near,
to you i try and shout,
losing you is the greatest fear,
No longer free to roam,
you are a star, so near but so far,
you flee like sea foam,

I am shackled to you,
bitter and cold like a winters storm,
my walls start to crumble by the few,
your passion and care, start to warm,

the frozen heart which is mine,
simple and kind,
my star do you shine,
to a caring state of mind,

From now to then,
from the day of my death,
till we find our sense of zen,
for you i give my last breath