Gently he engulfs me
He wasn't the strongest
Yet he wasn't weak
Just perfect
Smiling
The pure gold
Framing his face
As his oceans
Searched my muded pools
One dark
Yet had I known
Which one of us
Was truly dark to the point of unknown
Could I change
What was done or said
Would I have stayed up
Instead of going to bed
So much to feel
As his voice like a chime
Sets of in my mind
Clearer than day
He was so gentle in that way
Every living second
Passes us by
Tick tock
Went the clock
On that fated morning
He called me the night before
Said I was going to get mail
He didn't answer that day
I didn't know the cloud
Dark and bleak that followed
Longing perhaps
One might call it that
Yet it's so much more.