Curtains, facades and masks to adorn
hence hide from the glaring world,
Cocoon my heart in a seclusion paradise
stay confined, secure and curled;
Love is the glowing sun, burning furrows
through the ice made walls,
Heat molten fire of passion races unbidden
when voice awakens and calls;
The heart beats, as it instantly hears
the beckoning from far yonder;
Covering my ear in futile effort still
can feel the throbbing of wonder;
The shades can not hold any longer
as the soul has set up its flight,
All sheers burn to ashes here
as he walks in my full sight;
The surrender to this being is
so very piously complete,
There will be nothing remaining
as victory is in faultless defeat.
ACR Moon
hence hide from the glaring world,
Cocoon my heart in a seclusion paradise
stay confined, secure and curled;
Love is the glowing sun, burning furrows
through the ice made walls,
Heat molten fire of passion races unbidden
when voice awakens and calls;
The heart beats, as it instantly hears
the beckoning from far yonder;
Covering my ear in futile effort still
can feel the throbbing of wonder;
The shades can not hold any longer
as the soul has set up its flight,
All sheers burn to ashes here
as he walks in my full sight;
The surrender to this being is
so very piously complete,
There will be nothing remaining
as victory is in faultless defeat.
ACR Moon
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