  You may burn the letters, dearie, Tho’ they’re written from the heart And have made the days less dreary While we two have been apart. You may burn each loving letter, Tho’ the sentiment is true, For it may be really better;— They are meant for only you. You may watch the glowing embers While the ashes turn to white; For your loyal heart remembers Tho’ my words shall pass from sight. You can burn Love’s secrets never That my soul to yours confessed; They, I know, will live forever In the life that I love best. So, my dearie, burn each token That I’ve written just for you, And accept the love unspoken From a heart that’s ever true; For our love-light burns out never,— It is human and divine; We shall live and love forever,— I am yours and you are mine. |
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