I tried the solitude of my soul
I tried the nights santuary
I tried my lady's locks hanging loose
But none of them made me overwhelm
My true writing muse
The pious moon's blessing
The sea-water caressing
The nymphs and mermaids
All swim in silence
And i long sustain
In their lovely countenance
But nothing conjure in blues
Or rise my lovely muse
Since long i made a promise
To paint my passion in word
My lady's grace bestow a kiss
Capture my heart like a bird
And once again I claim my magic
To weave my dream in blues
And treasure my lady's touch like muse
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