Do you ever think of me?
Does my shadow ever pierce your dreams,
And do we walk along the fields of your mind
As we do in mine?
...
My Love,
Do you love me not?
Are your thoughts of me as fickle as the autumn wind
That tangles in my hair,
...
My Love, you are the sun,
By you is day begun,
And night, gentle night,
Made ever more precious
...
Oh, that you would kiss me,
Feel your lips like honey on mine.
But it seems that could never be,
Like a hope that springs up with the dusk,
...
I am fire, indiscriminate, intense,
Light both blinding and immense.
My flames lick over pain, healing,
My thoughts the embers
...
I look to the moon, inconstant that she is,
And ask her why I fell for the sun.
I ask her why she hasn't the curtesy to chase all thoughts of him away
When it is her shift that has begun.
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Where lilac rivers rush
Through clouds of candy brush...
Where the sapphire sky sings,
And silver meadows dance...
...
To find solace in another's smile,
To see your own reflection in their eyes,
A mirror polished by love,
To be lulled to sleep by their sighs
...
In a golden ray of sun,
Dancing over earth and sky,
There am I.
With the birds,
...