Ribbons beneath my feet
And bows around my wings
Taking in the gentle beat
Of pulsing silver rings
Dreams upon my eyes
And safety upon my heart
Breathing in soft sighs
The fruit of lovers’ art
Clouds around my flight
And I around the summit
The delivery of the final rite
Of Cupid’s most consummate
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- Scene 38: The Permanence of the Past
- Scene 37: Senseless
- Scene 36: One Night Fall
- Scene 35: First Halcyon Days
- Scene 34: The Stork
- Scene 33: Absolution
- Scene 32: The Blue Screen
- Scene 31: Echoes in the Emptiness
- Scene 30: Fall to the Future
- Scene 29: Admit Me Adonis
- Scene 28: Let's Get Busy Tonight Quelling
- Scene 27: Seasons of Loss
- Scene 26: Palatable Placebo
- Scene 25: Beginning and End
- Scene 24: The Butterfly
- Scene 23: Synesthesia in Solitude
- Scene 22: Before Bed
- Scene 21: Tonic of Life
- Scene 20: Gifts from Lady Snow
- Scene 19: Year of Enterprise
- Scene 18: As the Mantis
- Scene 17: Perfect Insanity
- Scene 16: The Tale of Jean Caddow
- Scene 15: The Nature of Love
- Scene 14: Faux Escapade
- Scene 13: The Negatives
- Scene 12: Magic Under Cloudy Nights
- Scene 11: The Room
- Scene 10: Musical Thievery
- Scene 9: Silence
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