To you my lady I ever write
With lovely words grabbed of bright
With love that shatters your ugly worlds,
and lead you back to your shiny force
With heart that hears your shifted fears,
and changes forth with a rapid tide
With eyes that watch a crowded might,
and beat back those evil sparks
With tiny smiles that resembled falls
I'll crack the world to make them mine
Oh please my sight do not move,
and let her painting for ever loose
Oh please my skin, please be soft
and take a glimpse of these holy lips
Yet words broke by dark spores,
shadows, only cling to gleams
Yet mind stood weary of load, made by your solely night.
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