As twilight descends, beneath the pane,
Cease your whistling tune, let it wane.
No longer stand, a target's form,
Cease your arrows, weather the storm.
Why do you tread, this path of mine,
Each dawn, each dusk, a circling sign?
Tell me truly, let truth resound,
Tell me truly, on sacred ground.
For you, for you, my heart takes flight,
Awaken now, and see the light.
This coming, going, let it cease,
Tell me, what is your heart's release?
What binds you here, this question's call,
Speak, and let your answers fall.
The truth is clear, a simple plea,
Be mine, be mine, and set me free.
Come, come, and be with me.
Such thoughts, within your heart's domain,
Kind sir, discard them, let them drain.
Four months have passed, a patient wait,
The colors bloom, seal your fate.
Go, depart, your hopes betrayed,
Your shadows here will never fade.
On hearts of lovers, bold and free,
Your power games will never be,
Cease your reign, at twilight's decree.
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