Every Time
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- Parts 11
February 29, 2000
My Dearest Moon,
Beneath the beguiling night,
Terror reigns full;
Unbeknownst to mine heart,
Doth tremble in surrender.
Thy raucous melodic voice,
Tantalizing lips,
Eyes, a tempest to the depths;
Perturbeth a wandering soul;
I pray thee, turn around at least once more.
Oh, nay, perceived in thy gaze,
Remained but naught-pure unknown;
Agony waltzeth within mine chest,
Nigh forgotten, buried even its shadows;
Thy heart cannot be tamed,
Nor can it be attained by any of mine toils.
Yet mine eyes falter not
When thine meet them,
Albeit thou chasest after the Sun-
Which I have possessed the knowledge thereof,
'Tis consoles mine heart, though torn asunder;
For at the very least, thou art aware of Heart's nature,
Verily, not rendered for me.
Signing off,
Lady Jane
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