Whisper in my ears the sweetest melodies of the heart.
Never let me be driven by illusion.
Light befall the Holy Grail.
When winter comes, sunlight, never fade from my heart.
Let your fires continue to infest my heart, but never
consume reluctancy within my temperament.
For the river shall wash over me with its calm.
(c)Copyright, Kiki Stamatiou, 2016