Like strains from a song not heard in adult years,
but only recalled by childhoods thoughts...
It's as though your scent still lingers behind you in the room where i sleep; your dreams and whispers are all i get to keep...
Till the day i witness all you set before me; help me in my heavy eyes not to grow too weary...
Float beside me with trellis untwined; of white water lilies and purple lilacs...
All a kind of humming sonnett; drifting into my head like liquid pools of sweet savorings...
Tragically I lay to waste; all i once believed my heart had need of; the tragedy being i ever believed it at all...
Now let us open the pages of my new memory, designed to taste all i have yet to behold...
Oh my love, it is I; come to stay with you...
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