Love and friends

I don't know who you are, but you exist,
Out of bound of endless Universe this.
My love, you wait me until I die,
Only perfection exists there up high.
My joyfull friends prepare the table,
They wait me until my age be fatal.
I will find all of them,
In the garden realm.
In reverse what I see here,
Nobody will blow off the flare.

But if they walk on Earth,
Who share the common ear,
To the music I do like,
Destiny, let me them find!