To love I have lost
All that is self
My memories have made me
And my storm now subsides
Casting my fate
Inside your soul
Now these eyes
Are no more to seek

I pour myself
Into your virgin veins
And now all that I see
Is through a passions pain
Because I am all hung up
Over you
Losing myself
Loving you

Your wine is the blood
That drunkens my heart
With the omens of love
So pure, so deep
And now I am
Forever you
I fear
That you are not I

True love
Is so sublime
So blue
The storm has passed
Deep inside of me
Crushed by the calm
Of my insecurity
Only hoping for you

Because I am all hung up
Over you
Losing myself
Over you

How heartbreaking that you have lost your love, Canuck. Or perhaps now that you have given yourself over, your love will reside forever where you have placed your affections?

I enjoyed this read, even through the sadness.

this appears to be lyrics from a song by gino vanelli -- lovely as
it is, you have to give credit to the original author, canuck
(unless of course, that's you) :)