It was cold and dark
I could hear the dog's bark
The memory came crushing
Your shadow was suddenly playing.

I could still remember your voice
Your smile, your glance and your poise.
In my head there's a lot of voice
But none of it could compare the whisper of yours.

I haven't seen your face for a long time
nor had talked to you in sunshine.
I wished to have a glimpse to the window of your soul,
Captured the moment with you once more

Though the grave had covered you
You were engraved in my heart like a tattoo.
© zeph17