As The Shadows Dance

my eyes hold the eventide,albeit behind the eyes thou hastthro' which I 'hold naught elsea flame enshroudéd in its blackness;but the raven;burning without the faintest breeze.sleep my dearest ones -teach me, dearest, the reason whereforemind not the palling velvet darknessthou by such angst mark'd art?!wherefore is here loneliness?;infinite hollownessin which my thoughts echo,to the shadows i whisper -with the shadows i waltz -bear me; i am not the plague,altho' nightclad death ... mayhap?!dare not naysaying my grant;dance no longer with the shadows,vanish with me abaft the unlight! -dance no longer with the dead in the graveyard;o! the taste on thine lips;dance with me the mephisto waltz.a trickling deep red love -wedlock 'twixt day and night -everlasting lightheartédness -offer me relief fro the sunrays.a kiss for thee my dear.ah! such delight i sense:eternally and ne'erendingly;savour the bitter grapes of life!a soulsister of thine i am.let me openly greet thy kiss;the most loving and caring bites.grant me thineself!,i bore the woe in my heart,my heart was shatter'd into its tithe,as i depart embrace me,save yet are its chambers in flood.and in paltry time will i re-awake -i love thee.