My sincere apologies for the awful poetry- I have never been good at writing it. A couple of lines of this just slipped into my head last night and I jotted them down.
Yugi mourns the loss of Atem to the spirit world.
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I woke last night, and thought you were here; I awoke, with a gasp, and you reached to dispel fear.
You took me whole-bodied, your arms firm around me, as your cheek rested gently atop my own head.
Then sadly, you murmured, "Do not concern yourself, love, with all the fears and concerns of the dead".
When I woke last night, and imagined you lived, my world seemed much simpler, and purer, and true.
But then I knew also that truth cannot be escaped, and I cried in my soul for myself losing you.
I opened my eyes to a room dark and cold, your presence no longer leaving a trace.
But I smiled and imagined that when I am old, I will pass to the shadows and you'll wait in that place.
And together we'll be once again and for all, because our souls cry for each other, and answer the call.
So when I awake and I reach for your hand, as I know will still happen as my heart seeks its fill,
I will not despair of your loss from this land, because when I cross over, you'll be, waiting, still.
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