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Quoting mds1253:
The time for love is now fast disappearing As years tick on and flesh descends towards dust. Death, so long a question, now is nearing, And one makes peace with pain because one must. Yet love still grips the heart with unspent yearning, A hunger unappeased from birth to death, A need for need, an unrequited burning That casts its doomed delight past all regret. O star that lights the else unlit creation, Desiring ever what can never be, Longing for some sense beyond sensation, Candle to a light we cannot see: Be for us now in these last years of life The beacon that guides home a man and wife.
The time for love is now fast disappearing As years tick on and flesh descends towards dust. Death, so long a question, now is nearing, And one makes peace with pain because one must. Yet love still grips the heart with unspent yearning, A hunger unappeased from birth to death, A need for need, an unrequited burning That casts its doomed delight past all regret. O star that lights the else unlit creation, Desiring ever what can never be, Longing for some sense beyond sensation, Candle to a light we cannot see: Be for us now in these last years of life The beacon that guides home a man and wife.
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