Can it be so my only love
has me but to cherish a memory,
rather than to place me above
any heart that has ever set her free?
I take the final place of last
amid prizes of her loves she has won.
Might I interpret that all amassed
is despondent to the quotient of none.
Yet,careless is her soul that roams
long,beseeching that which is heaven-sent.
Frivolous;marks her quest unknown
for a glowing love,time renders unfervent.
If she looks behind her I shall be
true acolyte upon the brink of her past.
Beyond a love's ululate decree
she will hearken and see a love meant to last.
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