Yeletsky’s Aria

In a haunting aria my desires overflow,
mirroring ballrooms my yearnings hold.
I think of your presence in my cold lone hours,
serenading my fancy with your delicate flowers.

Solitude I will bear if only for your sake,
your wings shall not be chained by my fate.
O! My dearest love, please confide in my art,
unfading will ever be my most fervent heart!

Published in: on 25/01/2017 at 1:40 AM  Leave a Comment  

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