Eternal Regret
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Her loveliness fills his waking hours
And her tender arms haunt his troubled dreams
Her voice is a fountain of the sweetest waters
And her breath, the kiss of angels
The tone of her skin, the scent of her hair
The color of her lips in a brightly lit room
And the softness of her careless touch
All are memories etched into his soul
His longing heart races at the sound of her name
And his emptiness is complete without her
He counts the minutes until their hearts are one
And each minute lost is his eternal regret
And her tender arms haunt his troubled dreams
Her voice is a fountain of the sweetest waters
And her breath, the kiss of angels
The tone of her skin, the scent of her hair
The color of her lips in a brightly lit room
And the softness of her careless touch
All are memories etched into his soul
His longing heart races at the sound of her name
And his emptiness is complete without her
He counts the minutes until their hearts are one
And each minute lost is his eternal regret
