Testament
A silver beam of moonlight sears
your face within my memory,
branding you forever on my heart.
Its soft flare reveals a trace
of sadness there,
as this fateful evening we must part.
My grieving soul will languish in the dark,
flowers will cease to bloom,
their fragrance spent; only your
swift return will flame the heavens
and prompt the lark to burst
forth into song, O joyous testament!
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