Last Breath Poem by Lyrrad Drawe Oipila

Wait for me my love.
For my time is almost up.
I'll be by your side again.
Never again should we part.

But while anticipate his cold touch.
I'll remember your sweet smile.
Even if trickling down on the side of my face,
I'll happily reminisce all our time.

I'm seeing the darkness now,
and yet I'm feeling very light.
I can't wait to see you again.
And when we're close together, touch my face if you can.