An ode to one’s absent lover

Do not fret, my sweet yet thoughtless lover!

You have set yourself free of the torture

That is my adoration and desire.

For you, I would have sailed the seven seas,

Fought long and hard for your sanctuary,

I would have protected you from harm

And loved you for all worldly space and time.

Still, you shall remain safe, and held warmly

In the bosom of my whole entity.

Your ever loving, lost and lonely girl.

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