A poet out of time.
No-one understood,
Your reason or rhyme.
By that sweet lover's kiss.
Left no-one behind,
No-one would miss.
This new world of night.
Compassion now gone,
To survive is the fight.
This life after death.
This life that began,
When you took your last breath.
You were at one time.
Your hope now to make,
The one you love thine.
Your heart knows of love.
In its truest of forms,
Not sent from 'above'.
Yet no-one believes.
How this human emotion,
You can hope to conceive.
You'd give your life's blood.
To share your existence,
With the one that you love.
And love for all time.
For William...now Spike,
Your kiss is divine.
