For what have I if not my love for you?
I would give all to keep you by my side;
And what is life, if not a passing through,
A scintillation brief, borne oft by pride.
We came with naught, with naught we too shall go;
All worldly chattel simple tools we use
To aid the passage of our mortal souls,
Sweet journey such, our only worth to lose.
But oh what sadness to trek on alone,
What wealth can buy the sunset true loves share?
To end that shining moment having known
That love alone is all that matters there.
True love does bring a wealth no king can own,
And power beyond all dictums from a throne.
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