"Dearest Lita"

"My vow to you is still the same,
That my love for you would never be tame.
And upon this day I give'th to you,
A never-ending love I know to be true.

But today regrettably our love hath flown,
Upon which your beauty can not be shown.
For thine trust I broke in two,
Our relationship that can not beist again new.

I pray one day we may meat again,
Among the streets that tollest when.
And paste together the broken pieces,
Of our hearts, so that our hate for each other ceases.

Oh dearest Lita, I wait for that day,
Upon which that I may,
Feast upon that beautiful star,
That I know you most definitely are.

And beist again within your embrace,
That our past we both erase,
Kissing and loving you with steadfast haste,
Once again that sensation of your lips I will taste."