The thick under Mavahs tongue.

Deep inside the dying ember
I salute the internal pain.
The look that got me loving
is leaving town again.

I spread these dying ashes
through your eternal home.
A thick treed house of memories
this will do for now, i hope.

And if it wasn't for all these feelings
i might get some sleep tonight.
I salute your dying without
all these stars creating light.

Love is spraying all throughout your ghost.