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Into This Night For My Love I Went
Into this night for my love I went, for all its splendor and lush wines, and majestic tapestries that unfold; velvet sheens, sheets soft with each other... the world is lost to her heart held near, and the breath of her curious kisses... It is this moon silver-rayed I pledge --- without her I cannot walk this world naked, raped of who I am --- but a thing to serve her, lest I roam this desolate landscape as a prodding ghost; a great fever of torrid emptiness... what is this which grips me? an ancient enemy --- but my friend it bestows a fearful kiss; between the twain I cannot choose... Do I trust to give this heart of mine, into an untrustful night? To lay all that I am at her feet? --- what a fragile flower my heart does sing --- wondrous things, though wild I do not know --- that which I love, fruitless --- I am less a thing than love, but does my heart tell me so? She --- the greatest good, for it is without mine own love, she does give; that which none shall fulfill, I tear into this night, and its dark --- fearful of being unafraid, will it stay my doubt --- my heart for her to hold? Into this night for my love I went, what comes, I do not know, what prevails in thine song of love for me --- for you my love I go, even unto the shadow of things (I need you so) what comes I do not know, Into this night for my love I went...
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