You


To feel my breath
is to know you live

To have my touch
is to have your love

The love you aspire
is untouched in
Human domaines

The pain you felt
is in my tears

The sacrifice for
all my years

I sit unworthy of
all I have in front

Of me whoa of me to
turn my back

Hence it will not be
For you it is that
set me free

Penned by my hand on the 11th of Valnuary, in the year 407 AF.