Your darkness shimmers with a million lights,
Millenia it will take to sought those glitters.
And yet you,
proving patience a virtue yet,
silently watch as dreams float in your wake.

I called upon your mysterious presence,
Wandering alone in your thoughtful gaze.
You sought me and brought her here,
And for that,
I thank you.

I will rest beneath your shelter,
And hope to see your eyes.
But another love will bade my time,
And tide shall make your twinkles disappear.

I would ask you to tarry a while,
And yet I know you must be on your way.
For when the other light arrives,
Everyone sings his praise.

And so you'll leave me be,
Holding your gift in my arms,
With a silent prayer,
Of your stay.

For tomorrow, dear knight,
I know you'll find me again.
And sing a song of dreams.

Until then, let me sleep,
Holding your present in your wake.
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