thou plea mine name, say “darling, zhizn’ moya,”
i pray thee thine wants and care not wherefore
for thou: my loyalty and philia,
for thou: these red strings bound forevermore
star cross’d we are yet pale my grievance is,
we’ll waltz amidst the tanabata bridge
and thither past deaths shall be a mistress,
tchaikovsky hitherto express my wish
but chide me not, i place my life with you
thou art my downfall, my achilles’ heel
thine hands, mine home, so soft like morning dew
alas! the morrow makes yield all i feel
stay close with me, tis one i shan’t erase
return to me, tis one i can’t replace.
curl into me softly, my dear, and hear my heartbeat,
we can defy the fates in our own time.
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