A world of merriment thou shall break,
When thine melody in night partake,
In my slumber, I shall wait-
For thine sweetest lullaby,
Mine eyes shine in sight of thine beau,
When benevolence shall once renew,
When mine weary soul will flutter in endearment for you,
For thine sweetest lullaby,
To hear thou trill-nothing less then euphoria in tune,
Remains more enchanting then company derived by the moon,
Heavens sail in longing for beauty so divine,
Foolish saints-can't they see?
Thou lullaby is mine,
Thine stris a fright when thou song does cease,
In fear I dwell, fear for a everlasting end,
Yet still in slumber, I shall wait-
For thine sweetest lullaby.
When thine melody in night partake,
In my slumber, I shall wait-
For thine sweetest lullaby,
Mine eyes shine in sight of thine beau,
When benevolence shall once renew,
When mine weary soul will flutter in endearment for you,
For thine sweetest lullaby,
To hear thou trill-nothing less then euphoria in tune,
Remains more enchanting then company derived by the moon,
Heavens sail in longing for beauty so divine,
Foolish saints-can't they see?
Thou lullaby is mine,
Thine stris a fright when thou song does cease,
In fear I dwell, fear for a everlasting end,
Yet still in slumber, I shall wait-
For thine sweetest lullaby.
NOTE: I don't really like this short-poem I wrote....kinda...bleh. I hope I warm up to it though. Please, tell me what you think.
