Many seasons have passed since first my search ...
Though I ve called your name a thousand times my words are...
Chantress she who within the magic of the ivory can act as a...
But the soul becomes fond she said as...
In a pool of tears that are my ...
And love itself sought our nectar and time itself...
In the breast of the sky I saw them gathered in ...
I stood and watched but I could ...
Beneath the very skies that I h...
A season died no tears were she...
