<h3><SPAN name="The_Death_of_the_Lovers" id="The_Death_of_the_Lovers"></SPAN>The Death of the Lovers</h3>
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We will have beds which exhale odours soft,<br/>
We will have divans profound as the tomb,<br/>
And delicate plants on the ledges aloft,<br/>
Which under the bluest of skies for us bloom.<br/>
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Exhausting our hearts to their last desires,<br/>
They both shall be like unto two glowing coals,<br/>
Reflecting the twofold light of their fires<br/>
Across the twin mirrors of our two souls.<br/>
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One evening of mystical azure skies,<br/>
We'll exchange but one single lightning flash,<br/>
Just like a long sob—replete with good byes.<br/>
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And later an angel shall joyously pass<br/>
Through the half-open doors, to replenish and wash<br/>
The torches expired, and the tarnished glass.<br/></p>
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