Love is but a shadowIn the shadow of evening Where sunlight sinks Drowning In reflecting silver Of moon and stars Their light A beacon for Lovers To begin Are you her? She who follows Silent Through cloister hall passage To my door? Not a knock...
Love is but a shadowIn the shadow of evening Where sunlight sinks Drowning In reflecting silver Of moon and stars Their light A beacon for Lovers To begin Are you her? She who follows Silent Through cloister hall passage To my door? Not a knock...