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Through endless miles, my thoughts pursue thy name,
Each star a beacon calling me to thee;
Yet distance builds its empire on our flame,
And binds my soul in longing's tyranny.
Thy shadow walks beside me in the rain,
Thy voice still trembles through the autumn air;
Though parted hands may never clasp again,
Our hearts converse through dreams beyond despair.
The moon I see is thine, the same pale light
That bathes thy face across the silent deep;
We breathe one sky, we share one sleepless night,
Our tears commingling in the sea's dark keep.
Though far apart, our pulses beat as one,
Two exiled hearts beneath a single sun. |
