Tarry Here
I bid you stay my queen of hearts
Tarry here till morn
Take not your love and go your way
'Tis allegiance I have sworn
I bow my head in purest heart
Consumed by shameless desire
Quicken me with one last smile
Enough to quiet this fire
I press you please, consider fate
Let its spirit guide your path
Turn not unto your heart of stone
Lean not toward its wrath
Cast not aside familar dreams
Nor memories patiently earned
Douse this flame of your rejection
Where the fire of love once burned
Quench this thirst that haunts my soul
Heed my beckon call
Tarry here just one more hour
Lest our love should fall
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