Heather Marie Mortimer Biography

Lay low, my heart, for just awhile
And rest in sorrow's healing grip
For bitter pain brings bitter smile
To reanimate my frozen lip
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And did you love me on those nights?
When Heaven opened to pour our desires
And inspired these tender and wrathful fights
Not a cloud to cover what He may conspire.
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We pull petals from a daisy
Just to read our fortune
And push lovers to their limits
Just to know our portion.
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It isn't the end of the world, I know
But in a moments time I loved you so.
And now I'm defeated, I am prisoner here
Never so cold was my heart, nor so hot were my tears.
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Calypso and Cupid seem at a war,
Which dearer vice has conquered me?
Is it my passions' wrath burst from my core,
Or the strike which was not meant to be?
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