The Stars cannot come out tonight to play
because I hold them like you in my sight.
This lover knows the righteous path of day-
but for my soul: I flee the wretched light.
What comes for man that makes him choose a path?
Does he or He choose what he wants of life?
or in such choice does he incur his wrath?
Free will was ours when Adam chose our strife.
My love: My life! I know you in my eyes
but I can always feel you in my heart-
the beating soul but spills these words reprised
Iambs devoted to you from my start.
So happy I am sure to be with you
I write these words to spell this noble truth.
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