The Rose Writes
1.1.11
Upon Parting 2000
In twilight I was radiant,
although the sky was gray
Then in your arms
the night's sweet veil
too quickly fled away
A song upon the morning,
though sweeter than the dew,
could not dispel my heartache
at taking leave of you.
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