Gulf

My, how the gulf did grow!
I didn’t intend for it don’t you know.
When all the world’s gone and spun so fast,
One wonders how to make anything last.
And as to when we’ll next meet, I cannot say:
Only that I’d like to see you again some day.
Beloved queen, as you leave I sigh.
But I refuse to say “goodbye”.

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