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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I am absent from heavens table for I miss my love. Compassion from an angel helped me slide down a moonbeam, to visit your lonely heart. As you sleep, I am with you my darling, the warmth of my love creating a fire in your memory. Where we can sit and talk, in the glow of embers love. In this realm we can feel love once again. Let us dance above these flames of desire, you in your prom dress and me, the boy, you made a man. Once again I can hear your whispers, Of love and a life together. Carried on a gentle breeze listened to by inquisitive angels, smiling from their windows above Your words seeding my lonely soul, trembling my world with dreams for eternity to keep. Tonight the moon smiles for you and me for she too remembers, the tears of joy from our first kiss slowly running down both our cheeks. We never knew they were tears from heaven. Precious was that moment, for we never saw the hour glass empty. But pain did not hurt, for your face was always with me and love cannot be killed by time. For our love will endure and heaven has dreams for us. For mortal time is but a light, to pick that one special rose, that grows beyond this life. The Clouds of dreams are lifting time is slipping through my fingers And the angel is calling. So a secret promise, I now plant for your soul to cherish, wrapped in love to dwell in the recess of your mind. To be opened when angels call. For our prom date is not yet over the music will play on and I will be waiting, to hold my rose once more. And dreams will be ours to make, to dance under a smiling moon, to live an angel’s life. And no more will I miss you. My rose, my light, my love.
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