(a poem... No more no more. How true it became. Yet my heart for you is still the same.)
good night
sleep tight
for the lullaby to end
would not be right
for the longer i seek a cure
the more i see that it is sure
that one day the song will end
i do not see beyond the bend
even so i wish sweet dreams
ere we part or so it seem
the newness of a broken sleep
lovely only by dreams from the deep
ripples of water lonely
of love great and appearance homely
contenance lit only by one
mirror flickers of the sun
longer wait I
for the brightening of the sky
until then i will wait
mind weary, body faint
A dream, such a simple peace
the waiting princess, only to cease
when reality, my dream meet
to sweep me off my feet
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