I've look upon the shore
Seen nothing but a bore
I've pontificated the stars
Only to retreat to rowdy bars
Seen light in the darkest cave
To only contemplate my nave

As I lay at last to rest
This soul to shrink without a best
I recall her face at last it shines
Sweeter than the finest wines
Fires my closing eyes to leave
A life to not succumb to greave

And now after a thousand lines
Written along an age of times
With her love I can leave my soul
An age of heaven with this fall
Strike me lord I can depart
Her beauty could make death an art