November

As we’re going

As this life passes

Our once sweet October,

Now a dreaded November

Let me be light!

Away with my storm

Allow me, my love

To forget all I’ve torn

To love and to cherish?

To have and to hold?

To be, my love, so terribly
bold?

I have not a sweet
morning more

As my soul reaches

This sacred shore

I have kissed you in
moonlight

And tasted demise

Loved on long afternoons

Died with every sunrise

But this love,

This pain we have known

Recedes to the sea

The deep, eternal blue

I live by chance

I am not one to chose

My fate, my sweet fate!

My life to lose