Oh, my sweet love we loved for endless days
through sweetest storms and sick’ning summer heat.
You knew my mind and questioned not my ways
and I, in turn, did not make you fresh meat.
As long breaths passed and muscles lost their mass,
I set my mind to keep your soul awake.
Your current form reduced to fragile glass,
a new home for your spirit I did make.
With chemicals and tedious sleepless nights,
With mixtures, charts, and promises galore,
I recreated you in all your might;
your beauty I behold in full once more.
You’ll see the greatest signs of love in me.
Forever in my arms you’ll always be.