Forest of the Night

Forest of the Night describes the effects of love that is not completely understood

Dare I call it love?
This uncertain feeling tearing at my chest
With pain stricken eyes I try
to cry out the poison leaking from my tears
To release the toxic spell you
so lovingly inflicted my soul with

How sickly sweet to sense your affliction
knowing it is as painful as my own
Do you even know what is right?
Your enchanting and mythological presence
The coolness of your skin is dangerous
With eyes golden as the fallen autumn leaves


Stranger, how I know your face
You have passed many times in the spaces of my mind
Beside me in the forest of the night
Is you presence truly a blessing or is it just a legend?
How stricken I am to be under your curse
Waiting here, in the twilight on earth