The knight not I
Under the silent moon in summers eve Soft went the music in my ears And thy sigh led me towards the star-eve And there she stood and there I lost my fears I turned towards thy flower scent And I stopped then our eyes met Oh! Silent delight ruled for a moment And the passion-bell rang and I couldn't set I stared and stared and I drunk her beauty up Leaving no wine in her beauty cup Thy dazzling frame is waiting for the knight not I Then I smiled and left but wished the knight was I Written October 10th, 2001 © on Oct 09 2001 04:16 PM PST 0 • 13
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"Under the silent moon in summers eve..."