I shall rest my head to sleep,
And in a dream so deep
You, my love, will come to me.
Singing a song so beautifully,
You will whisk me off my feet
And declare a love so sweet.
And under the moon lit sky,
Our flesh, should we satisfy.
Oh my love, I wait for you,
With a yearning deep and true.
Wishing for your liberation
To save me from my damnation.
In this dark abbys of loneliness
I shall seek for your sweet finesse,
And dream a dream so candied
That together, we might succeed.
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