Alright here's a little taste of whats to come in this story
At loss. Banished to dark corners your absence has lain for me. Poised in waiting with the hope I might look upon your face, see the warmth from your eyes, or feel the silk of your skin. These cold stone walls hold back my earthly form, yet my heart rest in your care. The light of the moon shines tonight on me as it does is on you. I imagine longingly the way its ethereal light would cast your face. I picture the way your raven hair falls, the way your eyes shine with a hope that I so long to possess.
Soon I shall hold you, feel you, and taste you.