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Tonight, I shall encompass my lover's high quarters And sweetly serenade my master By a grand company of numerous bright And twinkling stars As I stand before his balcony 'neath The moonlight, Along with a coterie of master Flutists and harpists, I shall dance, in a gown of silken spun White, along the lush green grass As I sing a sweet, sweet lullaby, Hoping to stir my lover's ears to listen And awaken to hear only words Of longing, a passionate love, Flowing rapidly and freely from my Quivering lips, my heart and soul dance, And just like the fireflies, they both Take flight, in anticipation of my master's Quick footsteps up above upon The balcony's stone steps, I await his handsome and familiar face Above, yearning for his arms To envelop me just like the comforting Wings of a dove, I also wait For his strong lips that would devour Mine with an endless deep love! I sing, "Come, my sleeping master! Show me thy dark and handsome face! Look down upon me, your lover, With your loving dark eyes, And see a lovely picture of a love And devotion so rare, As I wait impatiently in my place, For just a glimpse of thee, Perhaps just a glimpse of thy very dark Hair? Oh, my love! Come near! And, do be quick about it, my dear!" For, I shall never again pass another night's Peaceful rest upon my empty and lonesome Bed, if ever you were to never show me The presence of thy very own dark head! But, I shall have to pass a cold night's Restless slumber with only these two Loathsome companions, As depressing company, Sadness and dread, Tossing to-and-fro And only wishing that I were dead. My love! Awaken and come to me For how I so loveth only thee! Should I then climb your stairs and storm Through thy darkened bed chamber For just a glimpse of thy dark face As I eagerly kiss thee, My handsome sleeping prince, All over thy face and blackened brow, I do kiss thee now, over and over A thousand times, I kiss thee! Over and over a thousand times, I do fondly caress thee, My sleeping prince! Over and over a thousand times, I do hold thee very tightly, My loving master! Oh, how I yearn for thee nightly, For I only adore and worship thee, As I silently linger until the morning hours Shine in upon the two of us, With the sun's shining light so brightly, I rest quietly beside thy bed, Close, and near at thy knee, I rest beside thee, my true love, Under the stars and moonlight.
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May 12, 2017
May 12, 2017 at 12:08 PM UTC
A Lover's Serenade
Tonight, I shall encompass my lover's high quarters And sweetly serenade my master By a grand company of numerous bright And twinkling stars As I stand before his balcony 'neath The moonlight, Along with a coterie of master Flutists and harpists, I shall dance, in a gown of silken spun White, along the lush green grass As I sing a sweet, sweet lullaby, Hoping to stir my lover's ears to listen And awaken to hear only words Of longing, a passionate love, Flowing rapidly and freely from my Quivering lips, my heart and soul dance, And just like the fireflies, they both Take flight, in anticipation of my master's Quick footsteps up above upon The balcony's stone steps, I await his handsome and familiar face Above, yearning for his arms To envelop me just like the comforting Wings of a dove, I also wait For his strong lips that would devour Mine with an endless deep love! I sing, "Come, my sleeping master! Show me thy dark and handsome face! Look down upon me, your lover, With your loving dark eyes, And see a lovely picture of a love And devotion so rare, As I wait impatiently in my place, For just a glimpse of thee, Perhaps just a glimpse of thy very dark Hair? Oh, my love! Come near! And, do be quick about it, my dear!" For, I shall never again pass another night's Peaceful rest upon my empty and lonesome Bed, if ever you were to never show me The presence of thy very own dark head! But, I shall have to pass a cold night's Restless slumber with only these two Loathsome companions, As depressing company, Sadness and dread, Tossing to-and-fro And only wishing that I were dead. My love! Awaken and come to me For how I so loveth only thee! Should I then climb your stairs and storm Through thy darkened bed chamber For just a glimpse of thy dark face As I eagerly kiss thee, My handsome sleeping prince, All over thy face and blackened brow, I do kiss thee now, over and over A thousand times, I kiss thee! Over and over a thousand times, I do fondly caress thee, My sleeping prince! Over and over a thousand times, I do hold thee very tightly, My loving master! Oh, how I yearn for thee nightly, For I only adore and worship thee, As I silently linger until the morning hours Shine in upon the two of us, With the sun's shining light so brightly, I rest quietly beside thy bed, Close, and near at thy knee, I rest beside thee, my true love, Under the stars and moonlight.
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jl-davis
USA
May 12, 2017
May 12, 2017 at 12:08 PM UTC
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