What does one do when love leaves never to return no matter how willing the flesh might be. You see,she sleeps the sleep.
I gave her a piece of my heart to keep. Clutched to her breast wrapped in  the silken scarf that I gave her.
To keep.
Her amber and curling hair wind whipped as we walked along the Wharf that day...  A constant beauty as she brushed it from her face. Her eyes perturbed but her upturned mouth still smiled. I kissed her gently and  told her that I loved her and I did. Deeply.
Still.
Blessed to have loved her cursed to have lost her. She took a portion of my heart to slumber.
Years have passed me by,I can't recall the number.it beats in my chest still but stricken. Cursed to never love this way again.
The sweet spirit of her does not desire this nor require this. A penance for I broke her heart and lost her to the reaper.
Nights I lay beside her and watched her peacefull slumber. A roadmap drawn of every line and curve...she was much more than I deserved..fate proved me right.
Goodnight my sweet
My heart is in your hands..now and until we meet.