Behold, tonight, the heart's fierce, tender art,
Behold, tonight, love's power, a blazing start.
Upon my shoulder rests her sorrowed head,
Behold, tonight, love's power, newly bred.
Light, pure light, where all shadows softly cease,
Beauty, beauty, until my vision finds release.
Upon my shoulder rests her sorrowed head,
Behold, tonight, love's power, newly bred.
Behold, tonight, the heart's fierce, tender art.
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