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Your look percies me like a needle though my heart.

At the sight of your beauty and your might

As stars in the sky round high my soul begins to fly

Without your face and eyes on mine I fall into a prisoned winter

Dark and cold I urn for your heart so warm and voice so soothing.

A quest I endure by the days and still I journey though your maze.

Dreaming of the day the flames of grace flow from you to me.

I do not quit until with me among the stars you are the candles lit.

For only then will I be with you and you will be with me.

In only my dreams do I wish for this and now before me it is what I see.

In all good time the maze will end as my wounds you begin to tend

As I look upon your face my body melts into your arms

The journey is over and I am left in the graces of your charms

Without you there I mold into the maze once again

Convinced that I am put here by the gods for one sin

But your face and soul keeps me going tell we meet

I must endure this life of turns as days pass I weep

With my world fading I cry out to you will you idée my plea

I promise that when you come I will not flee.