Im layin here naked
Candles surrounding me
But your not here
Im so still i'm dead
Watchin the candles flicker
From the draft under my door
That was a past time of mine
But now i find heaven in the whicker
The smell of burnin insence
Whisps in to my nose
And tingles my memories
Memories of your insence

Im sat here alone
Birds surrounding me
But all the flowers are dead
Layin on stones of grey
Watchin the ripples in the stream
Resembling a life to me
How they are short lived
But they always gleam
the tase of the fresh air
Tingles my taste buds
And heightens my senses
As i sit and stare!!

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