Oh my love
It pains me to imagine life without you
The soft touch of your silk like skin
Forgotten
Lost forever
I would rather starve to death
Than be starved of your love
The sweet scent of the rose
Would wither to nothing without it
The divinity of music would fall from grace
And fail to comfort my lost soul
Stars and constellations would lose all meaning
Their beauty vanish
The heavens would be black and empty
Without you