So many days...weeks...years, have past, since br you traveled that star crossed journey, to the far beyond. br br Ten thousand times, I've heard the words, 'And now br you must go on.' br br How can I go on, without the other half, br of who I am? br br A man with half of heat, half of mind, half br br of my very soul...how then, do I go on? br br Never a fruit, or treat or delight, held the br sweetness of your lips, that I hunger now to kiss. br br When I sleep, from a foggy haze, a light appears, br as you come to me, in lands of dreams. br br When the morning birds, do sing their songs, br you slide down a ray of sunshine and touch br my wanting lips. br br In every note, of every song, you voice is br heard...like a never ending melody. br br The flowers, hold your beauty and br the haunting scent of who you were. br br In the magic of a summers night, the br moon is all aglow, and everything br reminds me, of you...you...you. br br As the wind plays the violin, through br trees and leaves above, that too, reminds br me, of you, my one true love. br br In all the good, in all of life, in every where br and everything...bring forth, the thoughts of you. br br So then, and when the words are spoken, br 'You must go on, ' my answer has and always br will be...'How? ' br br Wait for me, behind the stars, and then, I br shall go on.