I was wandering in the dark, and then you came to me like a spark
With the light of your soul, there was no dark anymore
How I could forget, that wonderful day
You just look at me and my sorrows were gone away
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My favourite kind of poems - good narrative poems. A beautiful train of thoughts, well articulated and nicely penned. I HAVE NO CHOICE BUT TO ACCEPT MY FATE, this line of your poem is the remedy for the situation. Death is a bad reaper often going after unripe fruits. I enjoyed the poem so much as it captured the intimacy and bliss of love shared by both of you. A lovely piece of poetry indeed albeit tragic. Thanks for sharing and do keep it up. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.