(2001)
#LoveLove #Romance #Unrequited
I’ve reclined amidst this nightly… And leaned mine ear into the still… Shall angels sound, or sirens sing… What this night shall silence brin… The silent darkness besets mine ea…
Ghostly lights suffuse the churchy… Old phantoms lurk nigh every stone And the night wind gusts the barre… Above this hallowed loam. There in prayer one silent sentine…
Through dark seasons past I’ve po… And there I’ve seen tomorrow, For life is a continuous turn of t… Tragedy, and sorrow. O’ the tempest winds of time does…
Breaching silence worries glean Upon mine nerves as thus they lean From realms beyond that are unseen… As nightfall lingers nigh. Why beget to me this last concern,
Each night came long and darkened… But this night a storm was blowing And the air came cold upon his hea… For no fire within was glowing! His fate was set; O’ but this he…
I have only shallow words to expre… Of my love for you that deeply lie… For never have I found the parall… To the depths of where this love b… Nor have I discovered an earthly…
O’ why wert thou so beautiful, But not a love so true? Thus now doth reign the darkness From mere the thought of you! Why hath love brought this madness…
Betwixt earth and sun the darkness… As each day I’ve loved you so, But thro’ right or wrong my love g… For thus does true love flow. Betwixt the night and day lies my…
I shan’t e’er embroil my mind with… Or conflict my soul with doubt, When I’ve applied myself whole-he… In result to end in rout; Thus unto my thoughts I dwell dee…
O’ the black bird this final twili… He comes this night upon stealthy… And thus to this I am fraught wit… For darkness knells; O’ whither s… Upon the ethereal wind this bird h…
O’ farewell, peaceful dreams, As I repose this night to sleep, For conflict has dimmed another da… Beyond the threshold of my keep! Alas, I am harried by uncertainty…
Oh, dark, but museful spirit! Thy very essence tasks me cruel, As thy lamentations yet emanate Like ripples in a pool: Thy voice is clear upon mine ear,
Love hath touched me sated so, Lingered by a kiss, Thus the blesséd of each night Brings promise unto this; And yet she keeps amid the mist
Nary dare I tend to touch upon The tangible ordinary, For I prefer the delightful pull Toward the imaginary. O’ be it to ponder or be it to roa…
Come creeping did he, as death awo… Upon this Sabbath day at the midn… And beside her bed did the dark fo… To take my lover by the hand! So angelic was she, this I tearfu…