I wonder if I will ever see you again

My heart, my home.

To walk down the lane when the skies have freshly cleared

To watch to sea tickling the horizon

Breathe in your honeysuckle

Where the wild roses grow

And the sweet bees nuzzle

The wise horses tolerate your gaze.

My heart is full of grief for you

My dear and only love.


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