Twirling inside my brain
Slowly going insane
A memory that haunts
It's vividness taunts
A love long since left
Feeling so bereft
Dreams of a beauty entering my door
Like a wayward ship coming to shore
Her fragrance still delights
Filling my dreams during the nights
Her soothing soft caress
My desire, I must confess
Longing deep inside
A want that won't subside
My bride never to be
So long ago taken from me
Sadness and hopeless, the mood
As alone I sit and brood
In darkness and silence, I sit
As her face I try to forget
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