To be without you, love

Would tear me limb from limb

Rip my heart, crush my soul

Leave me not but a walking shell

In the shape of a man

Ne’er to feel my heart flutter again

Ne’er to feel love’s beating drum

In my veins once more

Caressing the soft supple curves

In my arms, naked as Adam and Eve

Asleep content on my chest you lay

Oh, to live a life without you, my dear

Would be a miserable life indeed

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