Leave me with dreams of sparkling delights,
Of music sailing on oceans of gold.
Abandon me under the Northern Lights,
Yet hear as my true desire unfolds.
Not precious rocks buried beneath Earth's crust,
Nor rainbow fish submerged beyond the waves,
All ancient manuscripts not turned to dust,
Or wisdom from the fabled book that saves,
Not mem'ries of warm nights spent in the past,
Nor promises of still ten thousand more,
Belief that nothing ill can ever last,
Or stirrings of your hand upon the door.
No, none of this can hope to comfort me,
Waking to find my bed cold and empty.
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