Her Lying There

I still see her lying there,
See the sunset in her hair,
Smell the rose that is her skin,
Recall joy that knew not of sin,

The scars that she could feel,
the scars that she could heal,
That faery of the light,
That angel of the night,

I cannot forget her kiss,
Impossible to forget the bliss,
Lost, found, damned and then enslaved,
Lost, loved, broken, adored, saved,

Where I dwell these days.

 Sun set at Cat Ba Island

 Ruined village in the nation park

 Jungle in the national park

Rustic bridge to a temple- Cat Ba Island