Above the din her voice went on the air
Away with cupid, out of here my soul
Desires nothing – save a love affair
A siren’s song to her sound like a troll
Starlight hath shine a kin to deep, black coal
Compared to you; how then do I still stand?
Callus and coarse is silk for ever droll
My hand out stretched to hold my soul demand
You laugh and in my arms you wish to be
Meaning of time to us had gone away
No wish had I to move so there stood we
Into my eyes were you as I did pray
To heaven above that she would not miss
Of my intent to hold her in a kiss
Dec 28, 2011
Dec 28, 2011 at 10:02 PM UTC
Above the din her voice went on the air
Away with cupid, out of here my soul
Desires nothing – save a love affair
A siren’s song to her sound like a troll
Starlight hath shine a kin to deep, black coal
Compared to you; how then do I still stand?
Callus and coarse is silk for ever droll
My hand out stretched to hold my soul demand
You laugh and in my arms you wish to be
Meaning of time to us had gone away
No wish had I to move so there stood we
Into my eyes were you as I did pray
To heaven above that she would not miss
Of my intent to hold her in a kiss
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