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Rube Frost Jan 2016
Who would know the cause
Of these feelings I hold dear.
Who but you, my love.
Rube Frost Jan 2016
My face is scarred with grief,
And regret for my failures,
For all the acts of mischief,
That now, I've lost you too.

How I've been awake through the night,
Dreaming of your presence,
Of the beauty released at your sight,
And the emptiness within me resolved.

Shake me awake, o Goddess of Love,
Though never have I been asleep.
Kiss me good night, o Goddess of Love,
Though it's the night I know too well.

I am empty without,
Like a sky with no wind,
Like an order with no shout,
There's no me without you.

You are all that I need,
Forget those friends and family.
It's you towards I want to lead.
None else could fulfil my longing.

From dark and grim, rescue me,
My fallen angel, lost grace of mine,
Or what else could I ever be?
But crippled, pained and sorry.
Rube Frost Jan 2016
You
Make the flowers bloom,
And rivers flow;
Rid mortals of their doom.
In your grace, reach no foe,
There darkness could not loom.
Rube Frost Jan 2016
Beauty, let me sleep beside you.
It's all I want to think about to do:
To be kept in your warm embrace
And find bliss together with you, my grace.

No, ashamed am I not of this feeling,
These desires. I know with what I'm dealing,
Though you might find me sick and old.
Know you are all I want to be foretold.

Next to you may I find peace,
Let the pain then finally cease.
Fall and fall, and fall again;
Let me just hold you to fight the **pain
.
Rube Frost Jan 2016
Lightning sure falls bright;
For once the night turned to day.
Come see, spears of light!
As all else thus fades away,
Left behind is none but you.

— The End —