Failure
Gazing up into the hard moonless night
The wind pulls my soul from my lips.
To what do I fathom in the ink-velvet sky?
No hope do I see from the dawning day.
My warrior hath gone to war, and lo…
My heart hath followed him dear.
Many eons have passed ere I saw my true love
All dressed in his maille and his leathers.
And many eons will pass ere he sees me again
For now do Charon’s boat surround him.
Shall I pay for the crossing, myself to see him?
Shall I cross the dark river, and fail?
No, I shall stay, and live, and remember his love
I shall remain his memory for the years.
Gazing up into the hard moonless night
The wind pulls my soul from my lips.
To what do I fathom in the ink-velvet sky?
No hope do I see from the dawning day.
My warrior hath gone to war, and lo…
My heart hath followed him dear.
Many eons have passed ere I saw my true love
All dressed in his maille and his leathers.
And many eons will pass ere he sees me again
For now do Charon’s boat surround him.
Shall I pay for the crossing, myself to see him?
Shall I cross the dark river, and fail?
No, I shall stay, and live, and remember his love
I shall remain his memory for the years.
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