Memories

Memories are many, my heart is full

Of gladness for the love I found in you

Love that we manifested and forged true.

You are my anthem, upright and faithful.

Our love is envied by watchful lovers

And mysterious to all except us.

We steadfast run the course of love and thus

You are the sweetness that this life offered

But if the veil of death covers me first

And the air of separation grows cold

Go and seek love again, as I've foretold.

Lest remembrance cause you an aching heart

It's better that you live well and are free

To love once more than be shackled to me.