Waiting for you all night,
Dewy drops streaming down my face,
Misty eyes, dripping Love through the cold,
Will I take root on my watch?
Braving the cold and the rain,
Darkest tempest rend my brains,
Mud and blood on my saddle,
Will I ride all night to find you?
Dark waters rewarding my efforts,
Cloudy thoughts and failing courage,
Paths carved in travails,
Will I thread on my foot bleeding sore?
Dami de furst ¤Writz¤
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