How we made love in the bedroom of sighs.
Where I looked deep into your very dark eyes.
In the bedroom where a living love died.
Two hearts combined,
Just a moment in time.
When I was yours and you were mine.
You no longer bow in my honour my Lord.
My word it’s broken as is my heart.
As powdered glass it lives on the floor.
For I can meet you never more.
You had my soul for a moment.
In a year or slightly less.
You were truly wonderful.
Were truly the best.
I hold the love we made so close.
For still I hold you dear.
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