"This time we paid for the party with our dearest blood."
Kirk, Star Trek III.
Our dearest blood ... our dearest blood
I stand in the turbo fighting the flood
Of tears that blur my eyes;
But no matter how hard I try
My emotions must find release
Of the aching, wrenching grief
That wracks my body and mind
And no solace I can find
When in my mind's eye I review
All my memories of you.
I miss you, Spock, oh, God, how much
I miss your strength, you mind's warm touch.
We were a team, a match, a pair;
I turned, and you were always there.
But now I feel I'm less than one
Without you, now that you're gone.
"Don't grieve" you said, as you lay dying,
But alone in my cabin I'm no longer trying
To hold back the emotional flood
As I succumb to weep for you, my dearest blood.
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