You are the melody
Of the rustling leaves
Fallen on my stone
Whither I slipped
Into an unfathomable slumber
With the darkest oblivion
And exhausting memories
Never to awaken
To sentient the living
In brimming tears
And a black veil
Camouflaging the agony
Of my absence
But as you saunter
Across the lifeless twigs
And dried, sun-bakes leaves
The touch of your skin
Aroused my restless soul
From the sombre silence
Of the cold wooden casket
Waking me up again
Within my dark grave
