Is all for naught this breath I breathe?
This longing heart inside of me.
Yern I to love but love I do not.
Shall I find myself alone.
Longing ever.
My dream to love to be forgot..
Sweet her kisses I know them never.
Wherefore doest she come.
This love I sought.
To end the yern
of my heart forever.
A simple man is all I am.
Imperfect in my way.
But pure is my love.
And I shall love her ever.
Till death shall part our
living day....
©cycojohnny
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