A Discovery Of A Lost Soul

So much to tell...

So precious yet so discrete, like coal,
Absence so valuable that it left a hole.
Like a plane with no pilot,
Like a candle in the dark, silent.

A song with no words, titled "Africa",
She grabbed my hand and said, "you look familiar".
I asked, "What's your name? Maybe I'll remember",
She looked at me and said, "Innocentia".

We started sharing data,
I started to understand her better.
After a few days I wrote her a letter,
My wish is for us to be together.