Alexander Steen Stewart

If ever I saw your face without fear,
It was always with eyes of sleep.
For in the world of dreams to you I'm dear,
With feeling oh so deep.
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A love so secret, veiled and dark,
Hidden deep within my heart.
Yet I think I may be wrong
About my heart, my love, my song;
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The double sky we live below,
Is ruled in equal parts;
Two thrones, two kings, each sky aglow,
But which one rules our hearts?
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A heart once broken leads one's eyes to roam,
Just as mine did one Winter day,
My youth ravished eyes swept the room,
And saw her standing, a beautiful cliché;
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Your love is like forbidden fruit
Never to own, my love's pursuit.
With society as my cruel mistress
In formality my heart must dress.
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Philippe le Bel, the puppet king,
Resides within a gilded cage,
Only a king upon a stage,
With nought but clemency to sing.
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A beautiful day in spring
And the carters get on their way
To chop and fetch and carry wood
As is their job
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Choice is the bane of Virtue's existance;
Choice can lead the good man astray,
But sooner or later that man must pay;
If he should choose to dance the Devil's dance.
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What is this gauntlet of a man,
This state of being I must rise to?
I stand before it pale and wan,
What, makes a man of me or you?
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Infinite depths within her eyes
Make it hard to tell where truth lies
Yet never would I call her insincere
Even if she can be a little cavalier
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The horizon of his mind is dark,
Black clouds of thought hang low,
When this storm breaks there'll be no ark.
She's changed the status quo.
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Many's the time my honour's been,
Dented or otherwise insulted,
And though I go to lengths to avoid a scene,
That's often how it's resulted.
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One swallow does not a summer make.
And so I know I should not take,
With hardly even one score years,
These trifling, youth-built souvenirs,
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Eternal night, an endless flight
Forever from your arms
But when you're standing near, in sight
I long for your sweet charms
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She knows I want her lips on mine,
And I know that her heart is just,
A step away from love divine,
To capture her I think I must,
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The fortress of my mind is stout,
And yet I fear to stay.
For its strength I have come to doubt,
This could be its final day.
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