My heart yearns for something more...
Not lust, or any carnal desires, but something more...
So broad and abstract, this word
This world is void of it, and I fear that I may get caught in the trap
But when I look into your eyes I see a glimmer of hope
And when my lips brush against yours I feel serenity
I don't think that you remember me, but the image of your face will always be live and vivid
Your undying spirit will always be my dearest
Our children will grow, the flowers will blossom
The hours go by, your power is awesome
We all shall die, except for you
Except for this...
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