Closure

Too much too soon

Paradise lost not gained

Forbidden fruits

From a life to come

Mayhap

Or a life lost

Still born

So much we had

But nothing to talk of now



What is love without succour

A flower once known

Wilted

Returns through decay

To feed another someday



Forget me not

Nor I you

Be well

Let go the spell



The enchantment broken

Be this my token



Thank you for what might have been

Thank you for what lay unseen

Thank you

Eternally

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