JJ-stache

Whom would fall from heaven,

drawn by their heart’s passion,

hidden in the misty mountain?  

As scars mark my body,

with faith I have my last drink,

from earth’s fountain.

I ascent with my spirit,

which had striven,

may it be my youth from birth.

These angels spoke, ever told,

fervour for the moon’s earth.

Two steps from lunar’s crown

I feel the realm of the fallen king.

Birds began to sing, of paradise and love

they behold my wing, for the unknown spring.

Of willow we sang,

until my lover returns,

mother’s lullaby last verse.

Remember me, once upon a dream,

to the delirious eye of witches curse.

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