Martin D. Buxbaum - Parting

When I shall see your face no more,
only these my grief will know...
God, my heart, and the summer sun,
and the winds that murmur low.

For I will dream a thousand dreams,
and in each one I'll whisper where...
is she whose lips have kissed my heart,
and left her mem'ries there?

Martin D. Buxbaum

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