Inexorable Joyousness
Here the dream I have,
waken with the night.
I see an image bright,
Beneath the pale moonlight.
Feeding on the joy of love,
I have come to be alive.
No longer just to survive,
Nor my hopes left to revive.
Temptations grew so high,
Feeling the love of you.
Being part of all you do,
Where happiness and pleasure grew.
Can you believe in me?
For I have always known.
That this type of seed be sown,
For the joyous love that's grown.
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