The Farewell
Kiss me, under the maple tree
in the evening sunlit orchard
by that old victorian house
where we first met.
Look at me, once again like you did
so long ago when we sat
on that tumbledown fence in the light
of the setting sun.
Walk beside me, under the moonlight,
down that cobbled street to the river
and say goodbye to me again
just one more time. I miss you.
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