Despair stared in his face, but couldn't stop him,
As he chased his fading chimera -- breathlessly grappling,
to catch the shower of yellow rose petals,
in blinding darkness

Rummaging through past dreams,
He found the one he wanted to see again,
But the colours were all blurred,
And her face a fading chimera,
Shocked, he hugged the darkness to sleep

That which was fleeting, was love
That which bellowed like wind
-- through a forest of memories, was love
That which flowed from her tender words, was love
That which he let go, was love