No Greater Love Than Mine
By failing candlelight
the written word,
scribed upon this page
on Autumn eve,
with quill and ink,
from the Poet\'s desk,
shall shake you
from the depths
of marble tombs,
wake your sleeping heart
upon this earth,
then trumpet and resound
what is my soul,
my breath, my pulse,
my reason to survive.
\"No greater love exists
than mine for you.\"
The voice immortal,
as the robin\'s song,
shall ring, reverberate,
unto the wind,
and whisper there
through all eternity.