Night, Night. - Poem by Albot George
O that we might, for one brief hour
Forget that we are bound apart,
And lie within each other's arms
Mouth pressed on mouth, and heart on heart
For just one hour from all our life
To sink unchained through passion's deep
And, cast upon the farther shore
To lie entwined in tender sleep!
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