My Nevermore

This will be intense
But not intended to be
For in this head
You belong to me

This isn't a lost cause
It is a never was
Still your face
Will do what it does

Heartache with you
Life is all but
It was your kindness
That pulled me out this rut

If for what reason
You end as my Lenore
My misery still synoymous
With "Qouth the Raven, Nevermore"

"A Rose for Emily"
Faulkner's lovers after death
For all can be taken
But my love will be left