Cold autumn evenings,
looking out a window at the fading light,
winter seeping into weary bones,
thoughts turn to friends empty, pity filled hugs,
wondering if that is all that is left for me.

Only wanting to love, to be close to someone
but I get only to watch others walk hand in
hand, seperated, as if I'm in a glass cage.

Helpless, unknowing how to deal with all these
pain filled feelings.

Trying to keep hope but always losing sight.

Looking around and seeing friends full of love

The music of Reginald Clarke's intonation captivated every ear. Voluptuously, in measured cadence, it rose and fell; now full and strong like the sound of an organ, now soft and clear like the tinkling of bells. His voice detracted by its very tunefulness from what he said. The powerful spell charmed even Ernest's accustomed ear.

I have yearned for tonight for so long,
In nights dark cloak I wait.
How can what we want be wrong?
When all we feel is love not hate.

Here within the stable block,
I nestled in the hay.
Whilst listening for the churchyard clock,
To chime the hours away.

I felt not fearful of the night,
Or anything within.
For he had given me clearer sight,
Of nature and her kin.

Though he was only a humble man,
And I a highborn lady.
We loved as no two others can,
For that was our sweet destiny.

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