Dressed alone in midnight lace
beneath a weeping candle flame
you linger alone for the one who haunts your dreams
Torn from madness, beating heart
lips parted for the silent scream
The kiss instead fills the night
your dream again is broken
Midnight calls the hours witching
gentle winds guide starlight
to your eyes
gentle the madness when he calls
lifted from slumber beneath the guard of angels
Nameless rapture overtakes you
his sad wings against your body brush
broken by his touch
cry inside for one last kiss
your days forever drift
in the torture of his absence
all the long burning
waiting for darkness
And last nights stranger..
