Category : Poems

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My dearest and always,
The beloved to my heart,
It pains me to cry so much,
but now we must part,
I have been set a task,
That will take me far from here,
I will fly above the clouds,
And will be thinking of you my dear,
Until you too will be given a task so that once again,
We can meet not under but over the stars,
Because from up here you can see far beyond even Mars,
When you reach for me once again,
I will grasp your hand and you too will fly,
With wings you would be an angel,
And we would fly high above the sky.

Together as one, When our mortal life is done.