We live anon unto infinitum, we may do things we can't perceive...
I hear this grand song from the lips of my Love: Forever you’re mine, you are enough
Not a one deserves to be proud except servants and benevolent kings
So reaper, if you can hear my voice//I'll warn you, you've got just one choice//You can leave me well alone or choose to take my poor soul//But for today, I live as a Dreamer, and rejoice
You could ruin my life And that would be just fine Because I would rather die with you by my side Than ask "what if?" in the afterlife
The moonlight was irascible that night, and chilled me to the bone though all else was utterly balmy , with a slight breeze.