The Conqueror
Wednesday, February 15, 2006
Our love distants like
The little island blue,
Cast away from the others,
Like a strike from Zeus
Even fishes scatter once near
The doomed shore
Lovers never ventured
There before,
If we were to step on this accursed shore,
Will our passion turn into
Nothing but a thunderstorm?
I believe, nothing,
That only true love
Conquers all
Candles Blown out At
5:02 AM
The Conqueror
Wednesday, February 15, 2006
Our love distants like
The little island blue,
Cast away from the others,
Like a strike from Zeus
Even fishes scatter once near
The doomed shore
Lovers never ventured
There before,
If we were to step on this accursed shore,
Will our passion turn into
Nothing but a thunderstorm?
I believe, nothing,
That only true love
Conquers all
Candles blown out at
5:02 AM
Calliope the beautiful-voiced
Clio the glorious one
Erato the amorous one
Euterpe the well-pleasing
Melpomene the chanting one
Polyhymnia the singer of many hymns
Terpsichore the one who delights in dance
Thalia the blossoming one
Urania the celestial one
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