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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