#ForYourTears

elmdwp:

Be there not, fiera angela,
To whisper in my ear
Sweet nothings as I clench
So dearly to these dreams
Which I must already languish over
the loss of
Day coming always too soon
To rend my solitude asunder

Pour not your honey in my ear
Amore Mia, blessed though you are
For parting from my dreams is
sorrow enough
Without you filling them with the
same songs
That I have always had left for me,
in your stead, when I wake

Had to re-post. Too meaningful, right now.