I sit in solitude by the lake
Reflecting on the shadows
And the figure of my love
Who has long since taken flight
The moon neglects me in malice
Leaving the darkened water
To face the bleak and hopeless twilight
With no companion, only I
Nothing left may glisten
Without the soft moonlight
Without the luminescent cherub
Who had shone all through the gloom
This place holds your memory
And so, with torment, do I
I recall the the glowing beauty
Who faded to the dark
Your very breath had given life
And a purpose to this place
Water, dusk and silent love
Granted timelessness by you
I still see your complexion
Silken skin against the night
As I described you, alabaster
For you must be the death of me
I dreadfully gaze down
At the black and raw elixer
Once a body of glistening beauty
With the power to reflect your own
I shiver harshly in bleak desolation
There is no warmth left anywhere
And though I reach out into the gloom
You have abandoned me
All that’s left of you is love
Burning through my heart
And as I decline to misery
Engulfed, I suffocate in you
This scene is empty
Devoid of all delight and faith
Lacking both elegance and beauty
Like me, this place is hollow without you