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I will touch upon heart as I would the divine
And partake in such emeralds as this wine
For her siren song sings to me
And this wicked green will not let me be
Her grasp is so enchanting
That is would leave these lungs banting
As crooked ways have always marched her way
And I too, dance to her sway
My love little fairy that I hold in double handed
Will you grant wishes or leave one unmended?
For so long I drank of you
And I forever lay in wait for what is true
For never to awake from this dream
Would be more then a blessing it would seem