Something In the Bleak Distance
There's Something in the bleak distance
Is it a rose?
Is it a tulip?
Is it the bouquet I bought for you that night?
That night I made up for the other few fights?
Or is it the handful of the meek and great meadow.
At where I called you my lady and you called me your fellow.
There's Something afar within the midst of the clouds
Is it your love?
Is it your scent?
Is it the kiss that kept flying further away?
The same kiss at which we first shared at the bay?
Or is it that the sweet and feminine scent you carried each date.
Each date that meant life, and life that meant soulmates.
There's Something creeping away, faintly, and slowly
Is it you, my love?
Is it you, my mate?
Is it the same women that said, I Do?
I Do for all eternity, the same I did for you?
Or is it the same women I met on Soulmate's Find.
The same internet site we caught each other inside.
There's Something in the bleak distance
Something that used to be near and with me everywhere
Are you leaving me, my love?
My love - Are you still there?
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