Whenever I think of you
Lady of mine as I dreamt
Let me tell you
I think of Egyptian Charm
Fall of Antonio
His wife and subject crying
Caesar's ship drowning and
and one more power melting in your loose
beautiful hands.
I recall destroying Troy
Dying Herculise.....
I weep I repose
But
Still I dare to say
I love you
Yes, I do.
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