It is a Sigh that greets me
when the world hears my tale,
though the storytellers be, nods
from the gods.
No hero ever showed more heart,
My passion dims Blake-ian imagination,
and my Love for you
is older, and more fertile
than The Word that bore all creation.
It is your Sigh
I can't defeat.
It is your Smile
I can't abandon.
To the last of my Life Forces
I shall overcome.
Trust me.
The Majestic Pretense of Failure
has never before
met the Will of, My Sigh.
I Shall dip in the Joy
of Your Smile,
Forever, and Ever.
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