The wind at midnight, singing softly
a tune as ageless as your eyes
is comforting in your absence

The immortals are not meant
to be held in mortal's palms
and yet you are here
within my reach once again

If only I could persuade you to stay...

Thousands wish for the sunlight
that is Aphrodite's love...
I desire the moonlight
genlty caressing your skin
and a moment in eternity
when you are solely mine
wearing a shroud of heaven
with your brow crowned in starfire...

08/03/2003

Author's Note: told to me by a noble knight once upon a time, and remembered when my heart longs for him (slightly revised, but he will get over it):)

Posted on 08/03/2003
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