The gray dusk haze wraps its palms around my neck
The tired heavens sighs as it rests its sullen eyes
Calloused feet slide wearily across the old crying deck
The inky night slowly captures blazing celestial fireflies.
A salty gem descends your porcelain face
You tremble sending quakes into my heart
Emotions weave silently into my heart of lace
A rogue prayer is murmured for us to never part.
Through my windows I stare into your depths
And through mine you see my hidden truth
From crooked ceiling to down my hoary steps
From my shadowed basement to my rusty roof.
But through my bloody panes I through my lust
And now I wait for you to show your love coated in dust.
Elegy's Overture 