Flowers Of Hope Poem by William Duchovny

I will be your shadow, pain in my heart which our love makes not done yet...
It's more than enough if you come back when we are senile,
along with our past memory...
I thought about you more than myself, is that why I lost my world too?
To rue with my mistake done to you, my whole life is not enough...
I inherited river of tears from you finally...
On the flowers of hope in the new world with smiling sun,
come with your scent of life...
Near your heart which ends the journey of love on the way of existence,
last tear been caressing of our love...
It is flowing on grave which killed in past...
Scent of your love which you gifted me early,
Will remain on my memory for ever...
When in the day I am finding a new life on the way of metempsychosis...
Please come and visit me in my funeral...