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in his heart a golden chair

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in his heart a golden chair

                                                It was a scent...but not any 
                                                    her scent filled the air ..
                                      sea breeze ..it was jasmine of lady faire,
                                     his contessa in the wind ,,,singing him ,
                                                       dancing love ..
                                              and the feet dancing bare,
                                           on the sound of his laughter 
                                                 with the joy of her hair,
                                                 lady fire always hope 
                                              lady fire who would dare 
                       first of year was so long and the night was so young 
                                                then arrived lady faire,
                      summer eve never leave ..tinker belle who would weave 
                                   magic carpet...tinker belle who would care,
                                 lady fire who would water  waiting souls
                                            and your life she shall share
                       limitless love ..limitless mare ..charming knight to her declare ,
                             flying eagle and a raven ..may be odd but united pair
                                                  their wings are bride ,
                                      above the known seeking the rare,
                                                     my lady doth sleep ,
                                          deeply sleep in  heart of chair,
                                   as the magic calling her ...little one 
                                      very deep ..deeply sleep in my heart,
                                            in my heart  a golden chair.

                  

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