18 years

Your call brought joy to me, when you pounced upon my legs

I was the prey and you never drew blood, but you were fierce

I watched your timeline, at one time endless, come to an end

My life not have been complete, had I not slept in your arms

And as now I've only memory, of a great stealth born legacy

When we meet again, in the sacred place, I'll have a context

For how you gave hope, love, happiness and future embrace
So until we meet again, in great Elysium, I remain yours