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Circa Solem
Pro sua nomen, that which beckons of me
Whence afar the moon once sit above our city
Akin to the bud of a rose fallen on a tears' ivory
Beleaguered by thee fate, a lucent eye of a sun ray
Ab ovo, dear love, you harmonized my inner sensory
With white eyes, satin skin, in your light affinity
When a renewed strength connects thee with virtuous intensity
To signify a light in darkness as it descends into the sea
Pro sua nomen, that which beckons of me
Whence afar the moon once sit above our city
Akin to the bud of a rose fallen on a tears' ivory
Beleaguered by thee fate, a lucent eye of a sun ray
Ab ovo, dear love, you harmonized my inner sensory
With white eyes, satin skin, in your light affinity
When a renewed strength connects thee with virtuous intensity
To signify a light in darkness as it descends into the sea