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May 2015
Oh,  please in this hour
let me tell you that I love you
for the time may never come again.
Oh, for this precious hour
give ear to my pleading
for you are the world to me
and All the starry heavens besides.
Oh, you may think me insane
a raving maniac
but oh how can I tell you
of my hearts deep longing in but a single hour.
Oh, how the clock ticks the precious minutes away
as my heart and soul holds a longing kept for the ages.
Oh, how you are such an exotic angel
and I weep for your beauty
when I am in your presence.
Oh, precious angel on high
save my from this lonely grave
where there is only longing and grief  for you
that would drag me down to such a hell below.
Oh, they say in  hell below there is a flame.
Oh, but I know in my lonely grave below
there is such a deep longing and loneliness
and such a deep grief for you
where I shall languish in eternal tears.
Oh, such tears for the loss of you
till the sun and moon
no longer give there light
and the stars die
and flicker out one by one
and the universe sleeps in eternal darkness.
Written by
Olan Douglas Webb
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