A Love Story My Favorite
Your love
So gently coiled
Around me,
My heart
It's trellis.
Our love spoke
For itself,
We wore it well.
Everyone could tell
Love splashed its
Ageless
Precious
Breathless
Joy
All over us.
We shared so much
We two,
A multitude of joyous things...
Years of wild and wonderful
Passions,
Laughter, tears...
Good-byes that shook
The heavens,
Only to embrace again
With a love so profound
We must have been the envy
Of even ancient lovers.
Oh!
Would that my love were magic
I would take away your pain.
Would that my love were magic
You would laugh, dance, run, sing,
Walk in the snow again...
Love's magic is found only in
The hearts of lovers and writer's
Pens.
The years have gone so fast,
Where did the time go, I
Asked a silent room…
You're not here and my minds
Again adrift on the azure waves of
Memories.
He really was my one and only
True love
And I his...
He whispered my name,
With his dying breath!
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