Farther i move;
Out of her loving eyes;
To be lowered in the ground;
Where all passion dies.
I saw it coming;
All sorcery and forming;
I am not interested;
So she addressed it.
I am glad though;
We must be straight and always glow.
A painful night;
To see my love in flight;
Tears burn in my eyes;
I will forever miss her sight.
Friends talk, Friends walk;
To cheer and jeer;
My love is jeered.
It was but strong;
In her hands i daily throng.
I professed it;
I adored it;
For it always went;
To the one i dreamt.
My love has been neglected;
My love has been rejected.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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