Its beauty quite inseparable

Although our love is over, it remains
An unfrequented garden in my heart
Its beauty quite inseparable from pain
A wilderness where once was willful art

I hope a little piece of you is still
Reserved for me, a place you may not go
But where my room, untenanted can fill
A moment with my music sweet and slow

There are no wishes like a former lover’s
That from the dark, repentant night must shine
And so though we have both moved on to others
I send you from afar this Valentine