The heart beats yonder with words so divine,
in the darkness...when all is quite,
when the devils are at rest...when the frantic waves are calmed,
a mist falls gently...swaying to the soft breeze,
that is when...in far away lands,
two lonely souls yearn...there thoughts as one,
roses bloom...
the soft petals enriched with the fragrance...
of love incomplete,
and as the eyes drift with dreams way beyond,
a star breaks free in the heavens above...
...for them to wish on...
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