When will all the suffering come to end?
Your ghost so sweet, but so unreachable So reminicent of the time we spent About desire all the stars can tell The nightly sky shall be my meagre spare For the lovely sight of your eyes so mellow For the twinkle enchanting me so fair Sky's colours seeming nothing but shallow Nature's melody may caress my skin As mellifluos as your soft embrace But will never concern my heart akin And your voice will remain my saving grace So all eternities are worth the wait For stories we can conjunctly narrate
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