Though shadows fall and hearts may weep,
Your love's bright flame I'll always keep.
Through empty halls where echoes sigh,
Your whispers linger, never die.
Though hands can't hold, our souls embrace,
In every star, I see your face.
Forever bound, though worlds apart,
Your love, eternal in my heart.
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Carrie Guffy
High school performing arts director. I am an amateur writer.
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What a poignant, well-put-together poem. Great entry ✨