Love Lost
The man of my heart has become the man of my sorrow
Each day I pray to be happy and together
My hunger for his love and simple touch
Is not enough
I long for him to embrace and see me as a lovely creature
Chasing the sweet smell of my beauty
The smile I would see was worth everything in the world
Slowly it fainted into a deep unknown, a mess of shadows
The treasured words will always be remembered
But the quiet lonliness will hang darkly over
Why has my mystic loveliness gone away?
Where is the once called Man?
Will he ever come again?
Steadfast and strong
Ready to seize a day of endless love
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