Speak not of tears that time will help decrease
and not of pain that passing years will soothe,
for I desire not oblivion’s peace,
the bitter taste of loss I would not lose.
Thine eyes are mirrored in the weeping streams,
thy voice calls in the wind on Anduin’s shore,
thy face will smile unfading in my dreams,
thy laughter crown the waves forevermore.
But haunt me if you will in dreams of pain
and cover me in scars that will not fade.
Not gentle be, but break my heart again
if I should break the promise I have made.
The silence and its soft unspoken vow
remembers thee and will not falter now.
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