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Jan 2016
Oh, my love
I can never forget you.
Oh, I hope against hope
to gain your love.
Oh, how this world system
in its cruelty is so arrayed against out love.
How it says that our love should never be
that we should never hold each other
in our loving arms
declaring our love for each other
for all immortal time.
Oh, this world can be so cruel
in its promotion of the things of this earth.
Oh, how I long to gaze
into your lovely eyes my dear angel
brush back your lovely angel hair
and caress your soft warm lips.
You are beautiful my love!
Do not turn your heart from me
and say that I am a worthless thing
for I love you so.
How I value your love
so much more
than your own weight in gold!
To you I would give my life
and pour out all the blood
that flows within my veins
upon this thirsty earth
just for your love.
My veins I would open
just for your pleasure.
Oh, how you are a fire in my blood
and a wild passion within me.
A passion that says
" without her love I shall die."
Oh, I shall love you
until the last dying flicker
of this life within me.
And your name shall be
the last word upon my dying lips.
For I cannot live this life without you
my precious angel
then let me die in your arms.
Written by
Olan Douglas Webb
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