Travel sweetly, sick senses
Coax my lids into dream
Hush my thoughts into nothing
And awake I will dream.
Fold me close in your arms
O, you crystal-starr'd night
Mesmerize me with blackness
Grip me soft in your might.
Let my passion roam free
O'er brightly lit scene
Safe dark, you shield me
From my sorrow so keen.
Let me rest for awhile
In your void of embrace
Let me rest for awhile
Day holds such disgrace!
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