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Each breath I take
Her taste taunts
Each move I make
Yet I know not even her name
I don't know her name or place
I know not
Her form nor face
But I know my soul, she'll tame
And I know
Her thoughts and fears
And I know
I'll dry her tears
Because we'll both think the same
I can not change my love for her
I will not hide nor mask it
I can only promise her to be
The queen of my casket
Sometime soon
I know we'll lay
Together at last
In the fading day
Neither of us
With a word to say
And I'll rest then
In peace, I will
Under the moon's silver sheen
As my thoughts spin
Yet the world stands still
As I embrace my casket's queen