There is the light scent of flowers in the breeze,
It is the perfect night for romance,
And you are not here M'dear,
And I find that your are the only think on my mind.
Now I know our love is true, from the way I long for you.
Now i see you in your true light, how your lips are so read and how your eyes are so bright.
I have seen you all the time for many years and I never have really given this a thought before my dear...
When your not here is when i want you most.


-soul

Penned by my hand on the 4th of Miraman, in the year 273 AF.