When I pass on, I'll remember everything I've forgot
from the names of lovers, too presents that I'd got
memories of places, and people I've known
the looks on the faces, I'd left, or outgrown
I'll reminisce every nuance, of tastes, and/or touch
no longer to wander the mists, of things I now clutch
with reverie made from paradigms recalled
I'll have everything, yes, every, and all
Passing the curtain, the soft velvet veil
whether at the gates, of heaven, or hell
into my grave, and throughout all time
I'll remember...I'm always yours
and you're ever mine
Apr 21, 2025
Apr 21, 2025 at 4:05 PM UTC
When I pass on, I'll remember everything I've forgot
from the names of lovers, too presents that I'd got
memories of places, and people I've known
the looks on the faces, I'd left, or outgrown
I'll reminisce every nuance, of tastes, and/or touch
no longer to wander the mists, of things I now clutch
with reverie made from paradigms recalled
I'll have everything, yes, every, and all
Passing the curtain, the soft velvet veil
whether at the gates, of heaven, or hell
into my grave, and throughout all time
I'll remember...I'm always yours
and you're ever mine
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