The fleeting brush of time and space
Leaves behind a quiet trace
A hand extended barely there
A fleeting moment we both share
Through fleeting
touch a world begins
The light shines brighter from within
We hold the pieces never whole
A quiet fire that fills the soul
Through whispered winds the echoes
call Reminders of the rise and fall
Each fragile bond,
a fleeting thread Woven from the lives we've led
A moment held in silent grace Forever etched we can erase
Through fleeting
touch a world begins
The light shines brighter
from within
We hold the pieces never whole A quiet fire that fills the soul