My skin sings a joyous songMy mind quiets after working so long I can hear the lash cutting through airI can feel everything I feel so bare The gift it gives me most don't understandThe blessed silence beneath your hand...

Asleep I stray to crystalline woodlands, On moonlit paths bestrewn with sparkling sands, In search of the Lady who wears the crown. My precious Princess to whom I bow down.Her palace is made of sapphire and jade.For her my life has been lovingly...