THE SEARCH (Part 1)
Awake, my love; hark!
Can you hear it?
Soundless as the otic temblors of doom
Our destiny awaits; awake, I say!
The torn gown is garishly glistening in the dew of dawn
The eyes brown still, elusive, darker, ebony
At peace with the sunrise of acceptance
More I cannot say; what more can I say?
The Foundling Crouch has been exposed in the Light
And the Canker Worm has been quenched at last, it's insatiable thirst
Drowned in the New Day
Make haste my love; take my hand! The hour has come
To meet the Nebulous Nemesis
Only to find
The Search (Part 2)
I long for your ageless beauty
Your spirit makes me spring in the soft light
Of your love.
You are my dream; mine alone
Let me not awake, I cannot bear
To lose you now!
Ephemeral being, your beams are a beacon of
My last hope
The realm of reality parts as a torn curtain
I see only you in the night watches, beckoning
Stay with me forever for I need to know if
You are really me