The minutes since our farewell kisses
Burn like stars ‘gainst velvet skies–
A backdrop stitched from reminisces
Censored black from prying eyes,
For never was a heart more treasured
Than the heart you gave to me;
My ardor defies worldly measure–
My love moves Love Herself to envy.
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