Nevermore
Nevermore to touch her hair
as moonlight bathes her face
Nevermore to kiss sweet lips
or feel her warm embrace
Nevermore to hear her voice
singing soft and low
Nevermore to walk with her
where the wild flowers grow
Nevermore to dance their dance
as stars come out at night
Nevermore to sleep with her
she sleeps eternally tonight…
Lynn West
(c) 2008
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