MY LOVE LIVES ON
All the roses of our garden have faded and
their stems are weak,
The petals have gone brown and the leaves
have gone bleek.
Since the sad passing away of my Pretty Lotus
time has moved on,
The wilted roses and dried petals matter not
cos my love lives on.
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To Her With Love
I have been fighting my feelings and emotions
inside,
That filled and then emptied me, like a fast
rolling tide.
There are moments of deep pain of sorrow and
hate,
These Leave me to ponder for many hours of
late.
I loved you My Pretty Lotus it's your presence I
miss,
I terribly long to see you, I want that one last
kiss.
I have the greatest pain of all that hurts me so
deep,
Is after giving you my love I can't have yours
to keep.
I loved to have you by my side always longing
for more,
I had you feel the same at all time to mutually
adore.
You see my lovely Lotus; I had given you my
heart,
I always revealed the depths of my soul as a
start.
Now I am left feeling hopelessly empty and
hollow,
Paying this immeasurable toll nothing else to
follow.
It is my selfishness I know to feel this way,
But it's how I feel inside, each and every day.
I am always hoping and praying for the next
time we meet,
For you to allow once again to feel happy and
complete.
So I say be rest assured I WILL see you once
again,
For it's not a question of if, but a question of
when.
And when that joyous time comes I'll be in
total bliss,
For no longer will I wait for that one last sweet
kiss.
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