The victory I've won, what use is triumph now?
My love, my heart, my every breath, I gave to you.
Those eyes, once bright, now veiled in a shadowed plea.
Promises you made, your hand in hers, you see?
Her words, a sweetness, a honeyed, liquid grace,
My love, your being, etched upon my face.
My love, your eyes, the memories that reside,
Tomorrow, love, tomorrow, where will we confide?
In echoes of the past, in whispered, silent tears,
My love, your hand in mine, dispelling all my fears.
She walked that path, her presence, a gentle art,
If only your gaze could reach, and restart.
Her heart, it faltered, here, where we began,
Again those people, shadows of a plan.
Cool breezes whisper, your essence in the air,
My love, your eyes, and memories I bear.
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