Do I dream of you, fair maiden?
You who brought warmth to a cold heart,
Calloused, writhing in disdain,
When neither mountain nor visions
Could soothe the emptiness and sharks
Swimming freely in the temporal ocean.
Yes, fair maiden, I do dream of you,
And I would trade all thoughts and all moments,
For but another glance from your eyes.
What radiance you saw in me, I myself could never see
And even now it is hidden, veiled,
But holding your favor, if only for an instant,
Nullified the demons, and unveiled the face of God.