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Oh, Luna Carrier Take my serenade If this earthly love escapes Then loving doors forbade! Come, send my plea Whilst I trace her constellation And you, both Hidden from mine eyes Trace her hand, her heart, her eyes To the other’s harmonization If but for one night Pity me, or give my heart To her The one, I know it true, That you and I, Moon, Both smile upon. She whose eyes Like lunar seas So deep that hide such mystery Whose hair enwraps my world Like many-a brown meridian From top to bottom With energy From end to world’s end. Whose shadowy nature Like paradox Alights with creamy luminescence To outshine her companion stars And rears my gaze Heavenward And implores my footfall north To cross infinity on cadence and tune Wishing to be where she stands Her sublunary perilune. Oh, I’m mad, I’m mad Poor, Moon my only ear For you are not the woman Whom I wish, this song, to hear And yet I dream Beneath the Moon Which I hope she dreams into That this dream Beneath the moon Is one she dreams of too.
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Dec 29, 2013
Dec 29, 2013 at 9:54 PM UTC
Oh, Luna, take this message to the Stars which I hope fall into her lap, every last one.
Oh, Luna Carrier Take my serenade If this earthly love escapes Then loving doors forbade! Come, send my plea Whilst I trace her constellation And you, both Hidden from mine eyes Trace her hand, her heart, her eyes To the other’s harmonization If but for one night Pity me, or give my heart To her The one, I know it true, That you and I, Moon, Both smile upon. She whose eyes Like lunar seas So deep that hide such mystery Whose hair enwraps my world Like many-a brown meridian From top to bottom With energy From end to world’s end. Whose shadowy nature Like paradox Alights with creamy luminescence To outshine her companion stars And rears my gaze Heavenward And implores my footfall north To cross infinity on cadence and tune Wishing to be where she stands Her sublunary perilune. Oh, I’m mad, I’m mad Poor, Moon my only ear For you are not the woman Whom I wish, this song, to hear And yet I dream Beneath the Moon Which I hope she dreams into That this dream Beneath the moon Is one she dreams of too.
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Dec 29, 2013
Dec 29, 2013 at 9:54 PM UTC
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