Nighttime love
By cassiopeia
Wed, 29 Sep 2004
- 947 reads
Where art thy true and perfect love,
Come, bring to me thy heart.
I wait each night with baited breath,
that thee will soon impart,
Such words of sweet and endless prose,
Devotion ne'er seen.
And on my pillow leave a rose,
to show that thee hath been.
And when sunlight burns horizons far,
Thy name my heart will sing.
From this day til my life doth end.
I give my everything.
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