Above the River Ganjae...
I tread carefully atop that wooden arched bridge of bamboo.
Skies of light eyed tendered powdery blue...
Leads in many steps of that far off escaped fleeting part,
met only one meeting away due to you.
Quivering green palm leafs sway gently in breezes east...
As my heart did grasp at thee, our lips did touch gently true
as lightest loving squeezed for yee-Minds had pleased
in life's so eased as love so tender and not be through.
We were tender dearly sweet...
I waved away my life from you,
Alas my childhood sweetheart gone,
Away with me are lasting loved memories
of you.
To come togeather once more time in many years
have passed as left...
Joined once more af't sweet dead life,
Born again to one final dark breathe
spent forlorne as final closed lone idley slept.
Blade laid down upon thy cleft...
No more love and life hath left.
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