He will never come Back

Just in case this is the last moment

At the very least I was selected

Look for the right ones

Black is white to white

Forget about yesterday and today

Let the future lie ahead

Our bed will serve as our little kingdom

Debris and heat will serve as our defense

The world is forced to change

Soften the feeling of stone

Hearts burn

Pray never to stop

Giving the heart eager

Deepen each kiss

Voice will be silent

Keep writing letters

You are the one to read again and again

The poem is complete

You are welcome

On departure the breeze will vary