In the fiery sunset I see nothing but your face, with your spirit gleaming. You whisper to me in a breeze, I am lonely for you. I dream of a day when we can once again sit by the crackling fire under the twilight stars of then night, when we can once again whisper sweet nothings through our drumming heartbeats, excited with passion. When we, we can be together for pain, and for joy. But I know this cannot be, for you are gone, and when I perish, I shal be gone too.
Tessa 1998
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