we made love
in morning watching
sunrise we made
love on this
wooden floor long
into night hope
and dreams lived
in our hearts
now we live
apart with nothing
to hold but
many memories darling
this body burns
like fire we
won that war
but grew apart
losing each other
to these raging
waters darling runaway
as fast as
you can great
works of art
teach us to
abide by our
own spontaneous impression
with good humoured
inflexibility then most
when whole cry
of voices is
on other side
live what you
feel else tomorrow
stranger will say
with masterly good
sense what we
have precisely thought
and felt all
time and we
will be forced
to take back
with shame our
own opinion from
another
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