Oh cruelest teacher
My starlight maiden
My mortal heart trembles in your presences and longs for you with omniscient prose
Be it passion or lust my desires lay here. Love?
Aye, love it be.
For how now my muse sits by my side. Songs of glory and rain. Her melody cools down my heart,
through harmony, my pain

Stay me awhile more
Stay me here I pray
That you may ease  
disturb-ed heart
my whispered requiem