I have spent countless nights beneath the stars, surrounded by woods and the company of wildlings, lifetimes in icy tundras, a chilling loneliness the frost brings

Scorching days of desert heat, blistering signs of near defeat, the crashing waves of ocean storms, homeless nights out on the street

I have set foot on paths uncovered, where no man has stepped before, layed my head on beds of flowers, where no heads have layed for sure

I have seen wonders of the modern world and Marvels of the past, but a beauty such as my lost love, has yet to be surpassed…