Love Poem: The Last Lover
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Written by: Keith O.J. Hunt

The Last Lover

Somewhere, she is -----

   calling my name....

   upon a breeze not blown;

My love without her is but a shadow,

   a ghost of things to come....

   how empty this vessel

   which could be a vessel of love entire -----

To walk with her upon the thread of eternity,

   and stop and sit midst her glory,

   for the rest of heaven

   I scarcely shall see,

   but lost in her eyes

   (my soul mate)

Only one man shall dream -----

I shall hear from her what no man has heard:

" You shall be the last...."