Who will take my hand and tame the madness that has consumed half my life?
Who will kiss my eyes and shield me from a life of wandering?
Who will caress my face and soothe the sorrows of half my life?
Who will take my heart and melt the ice within me?
Who will support my shoulders and dispel the silence of my life?
Who will call to my heart and hide me from a lifetime of oppression?
Who will leave me behind, leaving me to grieve alone for the rest of my life?
Who can understand my heart, so that I may live without regrets?
Who can lend me their strength, and stand unmatched through countless ages?
Who can win my heart, until the world beneath my feet seems as vast as the void?
Who can bury my grief, and laugh at the world's illusions as my heart runs wild?
You cover my lips, washing away the wandering of my past life;
You hold me close, casting off the frivolity of my past life.
Take my hand, and I will be by your side through a thousand lifetimes of madness;
Kiss my eyes deeply, and I will accompany you through ten thousand cycles of rebirth.
Take my hand, and we will weather the storms of this life together;
Kiss my eyes, and I will give you a lifetime of devotion.
I will take your jade-white hand and claim all that you are in this life;
I will caress your lovely neck and shield you from every storm in this life.
I will gather up your dark tresses and hold fast to all your feelings in this life;
I will take your hand, and together we will share a love that lasts a lifetime!
I came here specifically to cheer you up. . . .
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