You are in every picture,
You are in every frame.
Fruit of the spirit of love.
Your scent bathes me,
It’s fragrance my call.
It lies in the bed we made,
It lives in the dreams we prayed,
Healing lights for hire.
Your vision imprints my heart,
I see your green eyes in every light.
I see you around the places we stood,
Holding you while I know that I could,
To hold you tighter on the next cycle.