The Blue Mists Of Night

…and many a moon shall rise…
And lead me into the cold embrace of the night
Here we drown in our grief, drown in an absence of light
Here is no shelter; no escape from our heart
Entwined in this tragic embrace I fear and bemourn to depart
When the shadows fall, and the sun sets in us all…
Just silent hopes remain and the aching grief that grows into a bottomless vale
I fall
O, I give myself away… Away!
Far away!
To this dim and misty place
My heart reflects the night…
Languid moonshine I bath my skin in thee
O may thy beauty be revealed in me
Silent winds, whisper to me thy songs of solitude and joy