While vestiges of life remain
I’ll meet you in that deep domain
Where love and silence trembling reach
Some hearts, and so to me they teach
The song that’s sung will never end
My love.
I’ll wait in quiet of Greenwoods sane;
Feelings will both teach and strain;
We never feel as free from angst
As angels in their twilight dance.
Yet there are finer axioms here
We may owe others love not fear
Keep loving
Everyone has got their heart
And souls, though hidden. don’t desert.
We might whirl round in hope to see
The other is no fantasy
As angels sighing float away
My feelings will as ever say
I love you

