When my soul is long gone in this infinite world,
of love and beauty, dazzling, caring and bold;
when memoirs of courage still hanging untold,
My Queen forever look at me and behold.
And when it is that I am human no more,
with no flesh to lay claim on your lovely galore;
when my eyes could never even touch yours,
look at me oh precious pure;
My Queen forever I am damned if my love is unsure.
Lovely Queen my hoard of dream,
yearning hope when hope is grim;
upon my heart I wore your name,
and let forever be known to men;
I love you so my dearest Queen.
To my Queen my Wife my Friend my Life....
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