A Song To Be Heard

Has mine heart passed by still of night.
Fall a loft by such gloom it shatters.
Twas teeth clinched upon flesh brought tears.
To i that dawn upon these moons.



Be settled to dust for such fiery passions.
If'll but singe the hair from my face.
Tis oft unknown to thine hearts dismay.
And so to hands held were lovers lay.

One less rib by piercing beat.
Seconds wake counted by moments passed.
To ignite a'flame set dim by storms.
And restore such beauty deemed eternal.

I love you.
God knows i do.