Come to Me

When the sky is handed over to night

In the kingdom of moon

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And the red would sink all

Unto its last in the macula

When stars would appear

At the knock of the dark

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And winds would change into scents

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When through the layer of the clouds

Moonlight would peep down to earth

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When a mystic cold

Would surround the shrinking air

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And no sign of heat would remain

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In my last before I might freeze

I require your heat

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So come to me when the dark prevails

So that nobody could ever see you and me