Let Me Live
The
warmth of love is still in its youth.
Hold my
hand tight, that
I could
rest me in you.
Ah! To
hear this heartbeat, I live.
You
strived for being in my heart,
And
after years, you live in mine.
Mortal
was the beauty that,
I and
he loved.
Immortal
was the love in you.
They
loved your art and thus you,
But you
starved for mine. Now,
I could read you without a word.
I won’t
let your hands go.
Let me
live in the word or your heart.
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