The Wake

You bore a twilight halo, soft and clear,

The last time I saw you, the night slowly crept through the Autumn air.

With your beautiful face, I glimpsed the edge of dreams you held so near,

Looking at me with love, your gaze, a quiet flame beyond compare.


The last time I saw you, the night slowly crept through the Autumn air,

I could not forget that time was fading fast.

Looking at me with love, your gaze, a quiet flame beyond compare,

Would be seal my fate when dawn came at last.

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