It has come… and we are parted…
Now I am brokenhearted…
These words are but a token –
For how could they be spoken?
Your life is at an end…
And I will miss you, friend.
You gave to me love’s portion,
Without cold fear, or caution,
Without a second thought…
Our love was not for nought.
My heart was warmed within –
By purity not sin…
And memory’s tender touch
Reminds me still to clutch
The essence of your kiss,
Its power not to miss –
And bless, all things above,
The beauty of… the beauty of…
The beauty of our love…
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