THE DAWN OF THE DAME

The darkness of the dusk spreads over the sky;
The memories of him make me die;
He is the one who drones on until I sleep;
The one who consoles me when I weep.
He is the best man in the world - in whom I found
The solace; He is the one who healed my wound.
The patience of him melts my heart;
Missing him just makes me fall apart.
The bruises in me vanished;
The hurts in me banished.
Inside his eyes I found my soul,
My dreams, my life and my whole.
His dreams are mine now,
To whose love I bow.