If you are ever going to love me
Love me now
while I can know
The sweet and tender feelings
Which from the true affection flow
Love me now
while I am living
Do not wait until
I am gone
And then have it chiselled in marble
Sweet words on ice cold stone
If you have tender thoughts of me
Please tell me now
If you wait till I am sleeping
Never will be death between us
And won't hear you then
So if you love me,
even a little bit
Let me know while I am living
So that I can treasure it
Tuesday, May 17, 2005
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