Unmarked Grave
Early morning when light is just so
I arise and hasten to sacred place
Fleet of foot through field I go
In my mind, much-beloved face.
Passing forest where delight was found
Talking, touching throughout the night
Free of guilt we became unbound
This passion of ours was perfectly right.
Unmarked grave draws me ever near
Hallowed spot holds me in sway
Here lie memories so crystal clear
Softly I whisper "forever and a day".
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Demain dès l'aube:Tomorrow, at dawn (Inspiration for poem)
by
Victor Hugo
Translated by Victor Hugo
02/12/2021
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