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As I lay beside you,
your gentle form with beauty entwined,
is so soft, with the scent of roses in bloom,
I smile with a tear in my eye.
I did not want for this to end,
to lose your warm smile, and guiding hand,
but our time was only short...
The angel at my table, faded slowly away,
as the tears swelled up, turning my heart to grey.
What beauty I've lost, to court dismay,
is tearing at my heart.
I never wished for you to leave,
to be touched by sorrow, or shallow grief,
but those pains were known to me...
As I stand alone,
your vision haunts me and pales.
My heart so cold with years of woe,
I smile with a tear in my eye.
(c)2001 Luvadea DeMortessa