In Loving Memory of Our Love
In Memory of my Love
Love, to love. What? Who?
I want to do it, and no dream
In realized life, the bird flies
Flies with my heart in the sky
Her heart took the life of love
She just flies far! Be damned!
A lightning strike killed her
A colored feather fell on me
From the sky, my love, I keep it
This poem was written for you
To The Memory of Us, Our Love
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