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Farewell Symphony to Her Love
Little walks and softer talks brings in his lure
Horns away and sunny day more love than endured.
Flying alone and honey's comb in light of days so long
Giving up and bowing down numbing a fool's slow tongue.
The limb's too small with too little slack
To shade her life for such a gentle life
With no nights of living long or going back.
I fought her strife--she shielded my life.
On eagle's wings, shiny things, children sings
On a darken sun abyss
Oh, for one breath, stop its death
To just linger with her honeysuckle kiss.
Such a belle for in a shadow's bell tower
I find no compromising, but lace be slicing
Belle walks softly through crystal garden
And I cling to eastern rain mourning.
I hang onto my lover's lips smooth and divine
Slowing my eyelashes like cultured eons of wine.
Still, she walks so feminine; so charming
Yet in her I find no harm, but gently disarmed.
Alas, master, the river is wide and yet too long
But I see her sitting in her Sunday gown
Sun burning down and me dressed in yesterday's clown.
I stumble, mumble, and muddle in shadow thin.
A fireplace once held my life on flames of dance
His freedom of life a petite young wife
With perfect pitch and alluring long stance.
I dropped my life kissing her knife.
I stopped with kissing once married love of mine
Strangled, tangled, and roaming of her memory time.
Fish jumped in motion right of sadless nights
She teased the sky with heavenly flights.
But age I forgot how weak one man can be
How one man can manage to see
With blurred vision and stuttered words
I live with her now in silver clouds, pink balloons
Longer shrouds and hummingbirds' lifted tunes.