Farewell, my Nordic lover,
This is where we part ways, and souls.
I will no longer get lost in your sapphire eyes,
or exult in your flowing golden hair.

No more wild, masculine scent,
That tells of sage-filled plains,
scorching summer suns,
and quenching silver rains.

No more rugged hands caressing me.
No more beating hearts synchronized,
or kisses that ignite my delicate skin,
with the feral savagery of unbridled passion.

No more cheap beer spilled around,
or echoing, crystallized laughter.
No more bear hugs that can crush bones,
but instead can soothe a lonely heart.

Goodbye, my handsome Nordic lover,
This is where we forever part ways.
I wish you complete happiness,
For I will not see you again...