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For the love lorn....

Melancholy covers me heavy,
Like cold blanketed snow on mountain peak,
A soft frozen shell of insulation,
But deep inside red embers still glow.

Her heaven is a castle of ice,
So cold to touch with hand or heart,
But thrones fire burns within,
A beam of lucent phoenix flame,

When i weep, She weeps with me,
When i pain, hers is pained as well,
She drinks my tears while caressing my heart,
My dearest Melancholy...

A cold vacuum, black nothingness,
A frigid robe around bright star,
Pure love in dark absence,
Benevolent peace shrouded in shadows.

When i weep, She weeps with me,
When i pain, hers is pained as well,
She drinks my tears while caressing my heart,
My dearest Melancholy...