Love
He ceases to be
The joy of soul mates
As they sigh and whisper
The beauty of the sky
Cradling in their eyes.
He will not cease to be
The inspiration of all hearts
When charmed by his magic
The resignation of all minds
When unable to let senses talk.
He ceases to be
A brooding sigh
A tear in the eye
A cry in the night
A scar in the heart
A rose in a lover’s hand
A flush on a beloved’s face
Let it not cease to be
Love
This cannot be.
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