Absent Without Leave

For where is my love?
She’s nowhere I see.
Took flight like a dove,
behind she’s left me.

She’s gone from this place,
her heart wrapped in lace.
Her golden red hair,
my life’s in despair.

For where is my love?
Those celestial blue eyes,
or her soft ruby-red lips
that offered me not
one last kiss of goodbye.

No longer is she
where I wish her to be.
No longer is she,
right here beside me.

Absent is she, no asking of me.

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