By Anthony Towsley (Towsley@Flash.net)
Date: 10 August 1997

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Green eyes shine forth
But what behind them stirs?
Does love's mysteries reside?
In dreams the answers known
No word, look, or signal

Supple rose lips are yours
And kiss I wish to make
Upon those sweet lips
Yet only the empty void I taste

Some days I feel I know you
Loves blinding mission done
And that fragment beauty love is there
Yet sorrow exists, your presence denied

I vow to love you always
To cherish you in my heart
No matter if we meet
I dedicate to you my love.