My love, I long to hold you, how I miss
Your gorgeous smile; how sad I feel today,
Your zest for life, your tender loving kiss,
The pain within me never goes away.
Depression eats my soul, drives me to drink,
And through the drunken haze, I dream of death;
The poetry I write just makes me think
Of you, my love, with every waking breath.
I write you this, a final poem thus
To tell a tale, my heart so full of woe,
A dull heartbreak for memory of us
As sadness leads me to my final throe;
Here at the end, my thoughts are all of you,
I hope, my love, we'll soon be born anew.