Faith

To my dearest love.

I feel your presence somewhere up in the sky,
and I ask myself, why did you have to die?

Your horrible faith brings a bitter taste.
The death of an angel is such a waste.

I can see your smile in my inner mind,
and hear your voice, so warm, so kind.

Your faith denied you to be my bride,
and eternal love being by my side.

I stand on my knees, I curse, and I swear,
the evil faith that brought us here.

I tell you I love you and kiss your lips,
caressing your hair with my fingertips.

And suddenly it seems like someone hears,
the roaring silence of all my tears.

You open your eyes; it’s too good to be true,
and whispers “my darling… I love you too”