Death Do Us Apart
My beloved Coroline,
her spirit lies in myrtle grove ;
shrouded in white,
no inch , or millimeter does she move,
Oh my sweet Coroline.
My beloved Coroline,
Forgotten if I were to be, in agony so dire
to see you one more time, I pine..
I dally and tarry, I tire..
Oh my sweet Coroline.
My beloved Coroline,
wake up from your sepulcher,
forever you promised to be mine,
Copiously I doth yearn for ye..
Oh my sweet Coroline
My beloved Coroline,
where hast thou gone,
I long to see your brilliant shine,
you art my sweet sweet home,
Oh my sweet Coroline.
My beloved Coroline,
I doth remember our promise,
your voice were as sweet as vine,
Oh my sweet tempered Coroline,
forevermore yours Valentine.
Copyright © Carmael William | Year Posted 2020
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