The sun has passed below the trees
And how the amber burns my eyes
Even more so than the highest of noon
For your spell grows stronger
By the waxing of the moon.

Windstorms tangle my heartstrings
Pure rain flows from my eyes
Your elegance glows tonight
I am surrounded by darkness
Yet memories of you shine bright.

Whispers on the wind
Shades of black and blue
Soft sounds of the night
Faint choirs sing of you.

Save me from my sorrow
Be with me tonight
Fall into my arms
Till death has claimed the light.
END.

ah, finally. its 2:30 AM!

The end made it have a bit of a goth feel to it. I did like it. Quite pretty imagery with a romantic flair. I can't really see any need to change or add anything. Nice piece.

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thanks, this is probably only the 3rd time ive written like this. and i defintely never use it as lyrics for one of my songs. i guess you can say i am "infatuated", at the moment. so yeah.