Quickly the clouds of the
whispering night
lay rest to tender woes.
Thy light glows brightly
as the northern star,
A wish I place before thee.
Touching thine heart's desire,
no more forsaken pleasures
we share.
Day break arrives,
wouldst thou dream of the
sweetness as sweet in
whispers, as lovers lay.
Nestled as one by thy side,
a kiss, before the dawn
ends our stay.
In forms of madness
I pray,
a wish be but truth
wovest in dreams and
prayers of this,
a wish for a lonely heart's
desire.
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