The softness of her hair, the warmth of her embraceThe scent of her perfume, the smile upon her faceThe color of her eyes, the smoothness of her skinThe sound of her laughter, that I will never hear againThe rhythm of her breathing,The kindness of her heart, the love within her soulThe gentlest touch of a woman’s hand, that I will ever knowJust knowing she once loved me, though now we are apartCan chase away all aches and pains, and keep her in my heartMy one regret will always be, until the end of timeThat I’ll be hers forever, but she’s no longer mine
And in that moment I possessed and lost the whole world and everything in it and was left with the feeling and the knowledge, which is love, that no matter how we give ourselves we always end up losing. That to love is to lose, the moment we agree to the bargain. And that, being human, we keep standing there wanting to lose more.
Tonight I will no longer have to dream of you.Mountains will crumble before I am through.I will not return to the emptiness that I knew when we were apart.Our love will mend our broken hearts.We have survived the worst, now there is nothing left to fear.But my mind won't rest until you are near.I've known all along my restlessness could only be cured by you,Please meet me under the stars, I cannot survive unless you do.Tonight I will touch your lips, and breathe you deep.I know every night I must whisper your name in my sleep.You are the only one who can heal my soul,Anything you desire will be yours, please be mine to hold.Under the moon, doves will encircle us as we make love on the beach.From now on I will never be out of your reach.Love me, tempt me, hold me tight.There is no one I'd rather be with more tonight.
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