Forgive

me, for I don't know what I gain
Alone in this garden of pain
Enchantment has but one truth:
I weep to have what I fear to lose

(Repeat chorus)

"Iknew you never before
I see you never more
But the love, the pain, the hope, O beautifull one
Have made you mine, 'till all my years are done"

Without you
The poetry within me is dead


"You tell me, my love; It's not love if it's not forever.
But let me tell you;
A Scene could be much more to remember than the play itself."

With Wishes for you, in June '98

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