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The end of time
As days pass this missing voice
Open doors the body seeks
No hands to touch as winds taunt
Your soft voice the song of my heart
These days passing missing you
In waking pass the day in bustle
My hands and mind busied by a thousand chores
That thought your gone fare away
Stays free my mind in shallow peace
In short days number you will return
But under all my bluster carries words
My sweetness is away still this day
And I wonder your thoughts am I there
And of task of tours and simple airs
I prey your mind free to take ease on this your vacation
I hope the days pass full and more
Of shops in eyes wide smile hording
Words from loved ones carefree and often
No worries or fears on mountainside sleeping
The salt of oceans full and enrapturing to bring you peace of body and mind
I wonder of what wonders your wandering reveal
Of things your eyes in film home will bring
The shells of see or wings in frozen frames to see
A journey held in time home you will sing
And laughter more precious the life itself held in spring
Only remember of me one thing
To you forever my heart belongs
And even over an ocean and earth away you are
And I say this no matter come what may
I will love you till the end of time.
