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Do You Know?
(Cormyrean Love Song)
By Michael L Morris
What do you know of what lies behind the
Horizon beyond where the eye can see?
What do you know of the love I hold for thee?
Tears fill my eyes and flow all about me!
What do you know of the tears I shed for thee
As you ride on to a distant crusade?
I softly watch your form fade in the sunrise
And stand as if stone as my heart cries your name.
What do you know of the perilous journeys
Across the land and sailed cross the seas?
What do you know of this fathomless distance
That has come forth and taken you from me?
What do you know of the rise of the springtime,
As flowers bloom open the power of Sune?
Their fragrances wafted by winds through the valley.
The birds sing their love songs and I cry your name!
What do you know of the beauty of summer
As nymphs and fairies bathe the world in green?
My heart calls out memories of you in the sunrise,
The cold of your absence all I feel and see.
What do you know of autumn's slow declining
As all life around me fades and falls away?
If beauty existed my heart took no notice;
The beauty of my eyes still lies far away.
What do you know of Auril's cold embrace?
Her ice cold hand driving winter's chilled breeze.
All of her fury cannot try to compete
With the cold of your absence which wraps around me.
What do you know of the coming of war boy
And what do you know of the battle's rage?
Only a fool feareth not Tempus' fury.
My fear is that this may take you away.
What do you know of what it is to kill boy
To take life away from some other like thee?
What do you know of the smitten foe's last cry?
Do you know death may taint all that you see?
What do you know of the pain of your absence
As I think upon you every passing day?
What do you know of the pain caused in cleaving
My heart in two as it ponders your fate?
What do you know of the dread of the new day
With no happiness for your heart to keep?
What do you of the tears with each new sun
Which rises as you still lie far, far from me!
What do you know of the love I have for thee?
What do you know of how precious is day?
What do you know of the life I'd give to thee
Or of the love fore its taken away?
Yes, of my love, fore death takes you away.
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