I'll breathe with the lungs
That filled you with air
As I touch all the thoughts
Eyes transmit through air

There will be no fingers
Except yours that beat
Blood pulsates through veins
As I stay where you breeze

No exhale will fill your oxygen space
There, no thoughts except of your face

The world will need not
For proof of your tones
All color's your touch
The rest just shadows

I will sit in this place
Until you return
Wait by the fires
Of memory's