Saturday, December 28, 2019

I need You

(1463)  Tomay ami ceyechilum

I had looked at You,
Chink in the ebon night, having pierced.
From beyond the sea of gloom,
From wherever You may be, come back please.

To call my own, I have none;
Hope and refuge, You're the only one.
To many beats, dancing I proceed,
Round and round Your altar.

Even sweeter than the sweetest,
Your smile is peerless.
Magic flute delights the psyche
On both shores of song undying.

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