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No More To Wait
I sought the haven of her love to be scorned and sent away, bitter sad and grieving day after dreary day. All my best had fallen short found lacking by her measure, the ecstasy of love’s rare bloom is the memory that I’ll treasure. With its petals plucked and withered and my heart an empty shell, I sit now in a cold dark room to forever herein dwell. The joy of love was fleeting flickering out after but awhile, our cup of happiness empty reeking sour now of bile. Will there ever come a knocking at my bolted door, a woman to refill my cup and share it forever more? I’ll sweep out the dusty chambers and light candles in my heart, if she would but redeem me bringing love to never part. Transform my dreary dungeon to a terrace bathed in light, putting wind beneath my wings so my heart again takes flight. For this I will throw back the bolt and open wide my cell, eagerly scan the distance for her to whom I’d tell; Welcome now my lady to this heart whose thirst is great, for a taste of love’s sweet draught now to drink, no more to wait.
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