Sleepless nights forbade my rest,

anxiously I ponder at my desk;

chaotic streams disrupt my mind,

my heart trembles in a cage confined.

No force of will may stop my thoughts,

on our stories in my fantastical plots;

O my dearest love, when shall we unite?

Save my soul from my defenceless hide.

You gave me hope from my darkest despair.

My angel! My life you alone shall fare.

Upon you I wish no glooming clouds,

yet how can I bury my most ardent sprouts?

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