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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required At eventide, Under the roseate glow Of the receding evening sun I sauntered down the road To where my beloved dwell Not far-off from my own abode Fast by his threshold A low moan issued from his room I made open the unlocked door And so I happened upon him Mightily taking his mistress My eyes grew wide in shock I made as if to storm, But then stopped Loosed upon me, an exquisite pain Felt with every fibre of my being Soundlessly, I turned around Post-haste, homeward bound In great dolour, I walked onward Carrying my enfeebled feet Heedless of the lowering clouds Lightning flashing, thunder pealing Yet I walk onward And so the heaven opened Pouring, the rain The entire me suffused with it Thus I quiver in frost, yet I walked my leaden leg in the drenching rain And so the inky blackness of the night cast over me The evanescent rain went home Afterwards , I gained my shelter All rain-drenched I laid, inert in my bed With an unblinking stare, My eyes cast into the void Benightedly, I fell in the arms of Morpheus And I saw the door opened with a groan Came in, my inconstant lover He drew nearer and sat fast by me I couldn't cast a look at him For scalding tears welled up in my eyes He pillowed my head on his chest And nursed me in his arms Touched his lips to my locks Now patting, now caressing My shoulder, my tresses His heart beating pitter-patter He held the nape of my neck And with an undertone voice Whispered to my ear Forgive my failings, my Inamorata You're a vision of beauty, And you're my true love. I harkened to the honeyed words Falling from his silver tongue My heart leapt Thus, hungrily, I bathed his lips with sensuous kisses And I melted into his embrace. I arouse from my slumber, behold! E'en the murky darkness of the night Has passed away And the sun, smiling in the heavens But my heart, still heavy with pain Alas! Who to bring solace to my lugubrious tear-stained visage
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