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.