How I would love to become Semiramison mornings with starsunendingfrom the window to watch the sun withrays that warm no more formeYour Queen's Crown towearthe waltz of the heart to dancetogetherby the moon among hydrangeasfor the song of love toresound..I don't want to remain Hestia, but to yourbeing to belong, sleeping in yourfiery embrace to be intoxicatedto rest..Oh, come fill my soul with joydon't stay far, far away, I want withoutendthe blood of my lifeto drip only for