《A Taste Of Moonlight》


 A Taste Of Moonlight

    The dark cold salty breeze grasps me


    Deafening are the screams of those around me


    But not me


    Nothing can compare to the sound of her voice


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    I can only see her


    What a fair maiden she must be


    But I feel it


    The turmoil, my insides they move


    As if a pile of rope is being untwined


    Her eyes how gorgeous


    Like fine jems glistening in the moonlight


    What beauty she holds


    My eyes they fade as if she''s disappearing


    Why must I suffer


    I can''t see her


    I can''t hear her


    I can''t feel her


    What is this agony


    I am not free