JOURNAL ENTRY, 1198 A.D. (Revenir, Mon Amour...)
Long have my inner notes been lulled to whisper,
until now, as I have been aroused by the reverberation
that my ancient love is approaching.
O' how I have always loved ye
~I love thee still!~
I always will.
And I know thou art more than a dream,
For I remember thy tones even in my waking
~Such exquisite vibrations!~
Filling the very corners of my being.
For we have orchestrated this, our music,
A thousand years or more;
Our harmonizing chords striking deep within all,
Serenading infinity
~A heavenly resonation!~
Leaving such an impression upon the universe,
The stars call out a billion ovations.
Listen now, my beloved...
Our symphony seduces and implores we return to us,
~For we are!~
One mind, One heart, One soul.
* * * * * * *
Alas, upon waking, I reach to gently embrace
Thy warm and soft form, but the suns rise
Has chased another dark-velvet thief
Who has stolen my sleep, our song and thee from me,
As I am left in these; my long waking hours
With only haunting echoes of our refrain.
Yet I know I shall find thee again
~Again and Again!~
And our music will rise again
Through all eternity
If thou shalt but wait for me.
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