by Robert Louis Arehart
Myra, my gift from heaven
so full of the brightness of love,
linger and be my companion
as dear as the white-feathered dove.
Linger and fill all my senses
with raptures so truely sublime
for now and forever, my darling,
'till together we run out of time.
Stay and be my beloved
clinging with every sweet breath
to the happiness found in each other
until love is made silent by death.
Myra, so dear and so lovely,
more precious than treasures, untold
love me and cling to me only
and you only - my arms will enfold.
I love you and cherish you, dearest
and forever will it be true
for, you are my life's sweet companion
and always I'll love... only you.