Separation

Oh, the agony...

Sixty two daggers through my chest. 

Love, I do miss your company. 

Death is nothing... 

Death is absense... 

Death is loneliness... 

And nonsense. 

No moral values are elevated... 

By love we are consecrated.

And my words can be rated, 

by all the emancipated. 

A love out of time.

A love out of mind. 

It's, a lonely dark night...

And I wish you were mine. 

Love, fly... 

Fly high through the sky. 

The sun shines... 

And love can never die! 

Author's Note

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