by Cecil Marion Cowles (1893 - 1968)

Desire
Language: English 
Far beyond the moon, beyond the stars,
Moves the rudder of our destiny.
Ah, could I but hear love's magic call,
Drifting through the drowsy summer breeze!
Gold and wine and amethyst are mine,
Scented perfumes wafted on the breeze.
Ah, could I give them,
Ah, give them all, for my beloved one!

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Researcher for this text: Garrett Medlock [Guest Editor]

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