He kissed her first.
The man who dared not age.
The man who saved our lives.
As my love and I
Take the slow path
He leaps through our years
Bothering not to show
An hour in his eyes.
She loved him.
She waited for him.
Be he failed to return in time
Watching only her coffin pass by.
He may have kissed her first,
But I kissed her last.
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