2 May 2012

Music like the night, Envelopes all but the most starry of Mights! Filled with hope - at Distant Dreams - I long to Chant - the Song to Midnight-Moons! Oh! - what star filled sky - was ever so great - As the damask that was asked of Me! Longing to flit - weary - across - The Dark - water - running! Linked is this - Tale - of Romance! And the Pale of Midnight - Scorched the burning tiles beneath my Feet. As I walk tender to the touch! Keeping all - Blessed things - within the - Deepest of Folds - of my Clutching reach!

Tuesday 8th November, 2011 Charlotte Fawdry

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