Ode To My Beloved

Prologue

'Tis but one journey that I must
Make haste to make a chance
To depart
And quest
To taste..

You're a sweet temptress my beloved,
You're a balm to this tired old soul,
Ahh, if I but have one last moment
To savor thy lingering beauty
I may never again attempt
To travel the world as I was wont..

Once again his mind stuck. Like the computer that is the technology being used nowadays that stops working when overloaded, his mind seemed to hang. Except, it was his heart that was feeding tiredness to his mind, like it always did since Lora..

He had been waiting. Two lifetimes now. Three lifetimes ago, a fortune teller said he'll find her again in another life. The witch had given him a talisman so that he could keep his memory nomatter how many times he had to reincarnate. Yet each time he did, anguish filled his soul. Lora.. Lora...