At the other part of the wide sea,
Men begin to freeze.
The waters keep icing
my love's memories are piling
Am here with the warmth of home,
Yet the thoughts fill my very bone
when shall I behold you, my own?
I see myself sit on the throne
Joy has my cheeks smiling,
Your lips utter 'Darling'
This flame that consumes me
reigns only till you are here to flee
am caught in a thought
that your arms were stretched forth
that your smile, my eyes caught
your lap serves my best court
am court in a thought
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