I need to be a mused
By my Lady, my Muse.
Look upon her face the more.
Get off this second floor.
I wish to see her gaze
Down on my shining face
In her fullness—in the night
While others fade in fright.
I need to be a mused
By my Lady, my Muse.
Look upon her face the more.
Get off this second floor.
I wish to see her gaze
Down on my shining face
In her fullness—in the night
While others fade in fright.
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