Twilight’s Dawn

Twilight's dawn doth know it to be true,
a fair yet sullen voyage to a place that echoes wonder.
For a frog may leap into the sky,
yet gravity demands that it must die.

I cannot o'er a precipice go
into a land I do not know.
Just as a dreamer cannot fly,
yet give him wings and he shall try.

Oh the fire raging threatens death,
but who am I to much attest?
For certainly the fates have told
my fortune lies beneath fool's gold.

May Jupiter present you to thee,
Thetis the Silver Footed and Neptune in the sea.
Set upon the door shall be a love that is no more,
resting in its grave, along the ocean floor.

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