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May 2013
He lays himself on his bed
And watched through the ceiling
Whilst a thousand jewels said
Fair voice, fair maiden, such fair singing

Hearkened he did to the lasting darkness
And a thousand miles away she sang
As in his dreams she danced, the temptress
So he woke, his mouth full of a sweet tang

Tears like scathing blades upon her cheeks
But ignored for the sake of her unheard melody
Heaviness in heart, through her voice it leaks
But far, far away he listened openly

'Tis a song heard only by hearts that listen
And all but he paid it no heed
Whilst on her face tears glisten
She sang, her voice strained with need

He lays himself on his bed
And watched through the ceiling
As the stars winked and glinted
Singing *o fair heart, keep listening
Denise Ann
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