Saturday, September 24, 2011

At The Moment

                                  At The Moment

                          At the moment of your death
                          Did you perhaps not see,
                          Each and all that signifies,
                          Of love, to you and me?

                          When closed at last, that one last time,
                          Your now unblinking eyes,
                          Held you thoughts of my dear heart,
                          And our eternal ties?

                          And will you now that you have gone
                          Still wonder at our troth?
                          As I remain, forlorn this night
                          For all that love hath wrought.

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