I remember her beauty O’ so very clear,
as she lay with me in her sleep,
body so shapely, a work of nature’s art
It was unto her that I gave myself,
she would be the last, my heart longs for her so,
now that we are apart.
Now we both have started new lives,
yet neither of is complete without the others love,
we both feel very alone.
Once a week we speak, sharing our relations,
our love, our new lives, our loneliness and our needs,
over the telephone.
Recently in a letter from my love,
she expressed a need,
my love has asked me to set her free.
I have given this to her,
as anything and everything else that I can,
now I will wait for her to return,
till the very end of eternity.
