A whisper of shadows, where echoes fall,
In the stillness, I await the call,
While others fear the end's sigh,
I yearn for the moment when I can fly.

To slip beyond this earthly veils
To find her again where love prevails.
Just seven minutes, a fleeting grace,
To behold her smile, to see her face.

The crescent dimple that danced on her cheek,
The sea-tinted glimmer in eyes that speak.
To hear her laughter, a melody sweet,
One last goodbye, a heart's retreat.

The strand of hair that she tucked away,
A familiar habit that brightened my day.
The scent of her presence, like blossoms in spring,
In those precious moments, my heart takes wing.

A farewell was spoken, though words felt untrue,
A promise unbroken that love would renew.
Is it too much to ask for a glimpse of her light?
To cherish those memories that linger at night.