Strength we build
Awakens the death of night
When all souls are put to rest
Ours come alive
Moaning a song of sorrow to stars
that speckle the calm midnight black
The waiting hour passes
again, we are left alone
With no hearts but to love
No bodies but to intertwine
Strands of hair brush my lips
Pressing closer until we become one
moving vessel...under the stars
that speckles calm midnight black
