Memories
Its several years now since that great spoil
By the never-desired, heartless caller.
Though you lie deep beneath the loamy soil
My love line does reach out to you under.
I grieved but was not bathed in tears for you
For to me it is unavailing still.
My love is still iridescent for you
For even the kiss of death could not steal.
The memories of your past acts of love
Have been stimulating me not to hide
The wonderful experiences thereof
And the consequence of that love denied.
So lie in peace, it's but temporary
Rest in peace, fair aunt of blessed memory
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