Ashen Love
Hearts…
Fondest, on edge of broken
Words "I love you"
Ring out loudest
When heartfelt spoken
Hence, how I miss thee
Thy absence cause
Longing, to grow and grow
Shadow’s passing days set pause
Pen spilt amid desiring scripts
In desperations, desires of thy return
But, alas thy yearnings never echo
Aye, the afflictions, affections infections hotter burn
I shall forever sit
Upon this knee
Wherst I wither and drown as I pray
If thee shall not restore thy love… unto me
Then, I wilt
Beneath death’s royal crown
Lastly clutching, to once tis had
Forthwith bitterness that lays me down
This soul without you
A bleeding cost
Slowly, enters into afterlife
Where I do wait, for your spirit lost
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