A heart divided by land,
Shivers in cold on an autumn breeze
Dark this night to a soul can be,
In closed eyes, still, he welcomes
a moment of memory, a black reverie.
A dance of waltz on a bed laiden,
On the rhythm of silence, they feel
they fly with their hands connected,
Ecstasy in place of sorrow;
A smile, to grief-stricken face;
Light, in the dark cornered walls.
Aye! But the truth strikes painfully,
A spirit in illusion falls;
In silence, once again, there's none,
Spirit has left tears to my face,
Distance has brought longing for her,
And the breeze...a cold to my heart.
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