Shall I lay Waste and Conquer Troy.
& From its Ashes anoint you my Queen.
Have Minstrels grace city steps with your Name
Thus my Love resound throughout my Kingdom.
Shall I steal a’Rose from one so Beastly.
If not sell my crown for Glass Slippers.
Venture Hell itself to slay Lucifer’s mythical image.
So to grace your sleeping lips with a’kiss.
Shall I wield the contents of my Heart.
As God himself with Love and Faith.
& From its might align the cosmos.
To set in motion the events of destiny.
If all but to Have your Eyes .
Wake upon the shores of my Soul.
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