Azure

Azure dismay, no slave to fashion
For there are times within my passion
Clench my hand, the sound of harps
The passage heard within my heart

Azure I’ll bide, to give you rings
Lavish be the life of kings

Companion of my earthly trappings
Tell feel the pulse within you tapping

One hand is held in havens harp
The beautiful passage of my heart

For none have known the rose so sweet
To move among with earthly feet
Azure dismay, no slave to fashion
For there’s a fire amidst my passion

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