Gem

Oh short our time is together.

I know that our time spent is but a wisp of wind.

Yet somehow on a level that is deeper than we realize it is already more.

I am but a lowly hunter in a big world.

You are a gem that has been damaged.

Yet I see the beauty beneath.

How I wish to tell you of that beauty I see.

Soon, soon loved one I will.

I pray for your soul.

That you be preserved through the fires.

I pray that through them you will come to see as I have seen.

This lowly hunter sits here ready to take you into his arms.

Ready to take you to a better place.

Oh now I hope you understand how I feel.

It really is the real thing my Gem.

Come take my hand we shall face these fires together.