The waves transcend time as they crash against
Broken bodies of the cliffs and shoreline.
And in this frigid night, I calmly sensed
A presence, ghostly hands brush against mine.
Tears of mine equivalent to the sea,
In the way they glimmer in the moonlight.
They seem to sigh in bitter misery,
As if experiencing all but delight.
O love, I miss your arms around my waist
Like the air tightly grasps my body now.
If death could steal all but my happiness,
Then I'd give him my everlasting vow.
How could a deity steal my love away?
His heart of darkness shall never decay.
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