|06-08-2009, 07:05 AM||#1|
Join Date: Feb 2005
Location: France, precisely Dijon for mustard lovers
Local Time: 02:10 AM
O Helpless goddess of the Sun, I beg you to set,
The nicest of your dreams hasn’t been dreamed yet,
O powerful Thing, child of the original sin,
Can’t you hear the singing persuading you to give in?
‘All fall asleep now, dad and mom and Noémie’,
You burned the day out and it kissed you goodnight
And against slumber, you fairly won your fight,
Your eyes hid their wonder and stocked it just under,
Can’t you hear the whispers advising you to surrender?
‘All fast asleep now, baby, mom and even me’,
Sleep now, my sweetest, my prettiest, my continuity,
The world is only starting to discover your beauty.
Close your eyes now, my love, my sole and only one
For no more now deserves to be seen than to be slept on.
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