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no more

no more
no more will my life be right,
no more will my life be light,


no more will my heart smile,
no more will we stay awhile,


no more lips to touch or kiss,
no more lips to bring me bliss,


no more lips to say my name,
no more lips to fan the flame,


no more hands to hold so tight,
no more hands to kiss at night,


no more hands to pull me up,
no more hands to lift the cup,


no more days that lead to nights,
no more days to shine the lights,


no more days our lives to mark,
no more days to feel the spark,


no more time to see your face,
no more time to feel your grace,


no more time for passion's place,
no more time love's embrace,


no more love will we share,
no more love will we spare,


no more love from me to you,
no more love, forever blue.


© 2014 ajwrites57
A Long
❤ ❤ ❤

image adapted: DerSkeptiker at the German language Wikipedia CC-BY-SA-3.0 via Wikimedia Commons
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