Mortal tears.

 My mortal tears are etched between a vow And sacred place, they dwell as though you are still here, but I can't see nor touch your face, Lines aground the naked flesh, would trace where hands had been embraced, but though I try to see your smile, my love you were erased, If time awaiting holds a key, I'll find that door with a lock and chains And in my arms I'd find much strength to love Amidt what heaven gains.