Oh, Love, I ask, what shall I do? My life has lost its sense;
How might I start to make amends with happiness I knew?
Return my cheeks their lively hue! so vivid, so intense;
Allow me, Love, to recompense the debts I owe to you!
In dreams, I seek your vibrant eyes-- your wild, hungry stare.
The sultry perfume that you wear has left me hypnotized;
It pained me so to sacrifice a love that seemed so rare,
And now this heavy cross I bear beneath a gay disguise.
I stand alone, by loss amazed, while drowning in remorse,
My perfect love was proven false; my empty heart is dazed--
I say this numbness is a phase, the world will find its course,
And slowly, then, my beating pulse will echo in her place!
[This message has been edited by Master (edited 01-27-2000).]