Fixed on you

I conceived I’ll pass over your face
Discard from my memory your girlish grace
Dismiss the feelings like yesterday’s race
But here I am remembering your ways

The seasons change but mine remains
Winter chilled my love in place
The Robins have no tree to nest
The doves eschew their custom pair

I sigh my deep faded face
Mourning the day my longing grew
A fever burned my eyes to tears
Crippled by a love I wish to tear

Here I set a tent in the hills of doom
Waiting for the march of the valiant steed  
Even in times of war and death 
My heart is eternally fixed on you



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