Leaving with Leaves

I miss you already, although you're still here...
We could've had more thyme if it wasn't for the fear
Of getting lost and of losing the core.
We've had it in front of us, but will we open the door?

The rose by the window has started to fade...
We've had this time together, thanks to chances and fate.
There's been joy, laughter, sadness and trust,
But the beautiful petals will turn into dust...

Please, tell me if you love me as much as I love you -
Still there are mornings in the fresh mountain dew,
There are priceless minutes of silence to talk
And untaken roads of the spirit to walk...

We might never meet again, but still we are blessed.
Lean your beautiful face on my shoulder to rest.
It is love and kindness that has touched our lives...
What a wonderful world, and the magic arrives

In the shower of withered leaves, waving us good-bye
To be gracefully gone in a blink of an eye...
Those lovely leaves of the summer's adieu...
For your beautiful soul - thank you.

(c) 17.08.12