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I touch thy impressive brow

heavy laden with unresolved shadow.

Doth thou feel the need to shade,

thy schemes of things I needn't know.

Oh, how fortunate am I to have thou

Such a fool-hardy and caring protector,

To hide me away from un-needed pain.

My protector who has turned neglector.

Where fore art thou, Shakesperian Romeo,

To sing me songs of unrequited love.
Thy who should soar with me

In the mortal realm, but above.

Doth thou feel the need to shame me,

And hide thy image from my hindered sight,

To cast me from thy embrace and Otherworld,

and encompass me, Thy Lover, in an endless night...