Written 6/26/99
In the darkest deepest nite
M'Lady Josephene did come to me.
...
I long only to relax with you beside me always.
Never to part in all our glory.
Though love eternal never dies.
I know we someday must.
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Who roams the halls of
my keep, in the darkness?
She passes by a window
and I see.
...
As the sun gently falls and the moon starts to rise.
So to does the Passion of the night.
The moonlight settles on the snow,
bathing it with its soft glow.
...